A Selection Unnatural - The Black Dahlia Murder

Born into a life of suffering scientific prodding now beings

Vestigial extremities a twisted mass of skin

It looks a monster but they swear it’s human too

Truth is that it could’ve been me or you

One simple helix misconstrued

The world of science finds it beautiful

The child is deemed a male

And beneath the glowing lights it’s grown

Can it feel human love?

No one would waste a drop on such a thing

Eyeless abomination hideously disheartening

Machines inflate it’s weakened lungs

Sustained by liquid foods

Pinkish throbbing aberration

Anomalous abortion living on Monitored observed and when it finally passes

Internal organs will be 'splayed to find what therein lies

Unlock the secrets of the spine

It’s mysteries will baffle modern medicine for centuries to come

What god will it plead unto

A life spent on display in microscopic detail

X-ray shows with an intestinal maze

The operating theatre awaits

Can it feel human love?

No one would waste a drop on such a thing

Eyeless abomination hideously disheartening

It looks a monster but they swear it’s human too

Truth is that it could’ve been me or you

One simple helix misconstrued

He would look better floating in a jar

Cataloged and carried our this life of hell comes to an end

Monitored observed and when it finally passes

Internal organs will be 'splayed to find what therein lies

Unlock the secrets of the spine

It’s mysteries will baffle modern medicine for centuries to come

His sad existence in the gleam of the waiting scalpel

A sick example a selection most unnatural

Illuminating fortune and fragility

We may never know the meaning of it’s short and torturous life