***Before reading this poem I would like to state that this poem was written in protest of the US relations with China. In China sex matters.***

"Why?"
I was born into a world
Without a choice
I didn't ask to be born
They made me
I am a product of them
I was born willing to love
But they rejected me
They took me to a place and left me
No food, no water, no warmth, no love
They put me in a room,
Where I stayed for my dwindling days
Starved, Cold, and Un-loved
I died alone without anyone.
Nobody loved me,
Because I was born the way I was,
A girl in China

~ Kathleen Van Vlack

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The Dying Rooms Trust--Please don't let this go on.

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