"Ballad of the Unborn (Cursory Shaker)"
Capo 2

EOnce (022100@1)there was a doctor who offered hysterectomies
ATo (x02220@1)every single woman who he happened to meet
EWhen (022100@1)he met my mother it was before she had me
AHe (x02220@1)asked if she would undergo a procedure for free
EThat (022100@1)would free her from her biological necessities
AHe (x02220@1)said "There's too many people, I think you will agree
EAnd (022100@1)one fewer womb means at least one less mouth to feed
AAnd (x02220@1)it's not like your children were likely to be
ESpecial (022100@1)or interesting or going to change things.
AIt's (x02220@1)an afternoon in pain for a lifetime of ease"

Chorus:
           E (022100@1)              A (x02220@1)      E (022100@1)         AAnd (x02220@1)that's how my mom found out that life is not about
       E (022100@1)                B7 (x21202@1)            EHaving (022100@1)kids and she could do whatever she wanted

Free from the strictures of her reproductive urge
My mother went to school and she began to learn
Everything she could taking each subject in its term
Her acumen was only matched by her intellectual thirst
But like anyone who thinks about it she began to question the worth
Of life as she is lived most everywhere on Earth
It occurred to her she could concoct an immolating cure
But "cure" in the loosest usage of that word
"Immolating" in the sense that it's the important verb
It's an afternoon in flames versus a lifetime of worse

And that's how my mom found out that life is not about
Living but enduring 'til its conclusion

It's a terrifying moment of existential clarity
Especially when it's mixed with homemade chemistry
But my mother saw it as her own responsibility
To save everyone as that doctor had once saved me
From experiencing the universe's grotesque geometry
The dependence of that experience on the last catastrophe
Are an ability to see ourselves as points in history
Unimportant as a aggregate meaning less individually
Always caught in the maw of our own transiency
This was the seed that became a stone and became cursory.

And that's how my mom found out that life is not about
Living but enduring 'til its conclusion

And that's why you should admire anytime someone dies
Or is aborted or in some way spared these lessons