Through the Eyes of a Clone

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A little poem I wrote about cloning from a Catholic perspecive.

Submitted: May 24, 2010

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Through the Eye’s of a Clone
By: myownfan110
 
Real;
A word that doesn’t mean much to me,
However it’s something that,
I wish I could be.
 
See;
Do I see?
Are these my eyes?
Do they belong to me?
 
Smell;
Do I smell like fear?
I wish there was someone like me,
Next to me, here.
 
Taste;
I taste,
But do they want me to?
Is that food going to waste?
 
Hear;
Sadly, I hear,
I hear all the things they say about me,
When they don’t think I’m near.
 
Feel;
I know I feel.
I feel pain and sadness,
And I feel the tears drip during my ordeal.
 
Real;
This word I’ve mentioned before.
Am I real?
Am I whole?
These things I wonder,
As I walk through the clinical door.
 
 
 
 


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