Antisocial
1.Don’t make children, they will hold onto your legs,
Throw you in competitions to see who begs,
Tie you by your weakened arms
And leave you greyed out, depleted of charms.
2.Don’t make children, they are exchange nowadays,
For them to see who endures love and who pays;
In wealth they’ll be free of pain,
If unobtainable always abstain.
3.Don’t make children, they’ll make you blackmailable,
For the darkest deeds always available;
Not until you learn to see
All humans on Earth deserve to be free.