Rubber, saviour/killer
Behold the living nightmare,
with fangs that kill as much as dare,
to numbers that die,
he does contribute,
yeah of reckless bouts, a sure attribute.
Now to leash this king of sorrow,
a lean soft thing to borrow,
that condemns this death bearer,
to stay only with its' bearer.
but as though this seems a solution,
it thus potray a comotion,
as young ones now freely indulge.
on its protection they adjudge.
Bite of immorality now a worse sting
unwanted pregnancy now a sure thing
among teens and adults alike
ofcourse the virus still does strike
Now tell me which is better
the ealier or the later
between the rubber and abstinence
which one better favours existence? - RickyArsenal '09
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