Prescribing Horror

Discarded, deformed
babies of the chemical age
Mutated, some unborn
dying in their fetal cage
On the day of the nativity in ‘56
comes a child forsaken
The first of a hundred thousand,
cursed by a drug they’d taken

Condemned to a life unkind
as they suffered in silence
The Hell of Thalidomide
all in the name of science
A mother’s ruin
all for another’s greed
Prescribing horror and sorrow when they breed

Miscarriage, disparage
live a life of anguish
Midwives were taking lives
so the child it would not languish
Suffocating newborn daughters and sons
for their malformations
Given toxic poison
that twisted a generation

First created in the past
as an antidote for Sarin gas
Created in camps of death
what price a pound of flesh?
Limbless, eyeless
all organs displaced
They made money hand over fist
by selling this toxic waste