Governor’s Exclamation

Gary Edward Geraci

(need ventilators)

WE CUT BABIES FROM THE WOMB!

(send respirators)

 

Gary Edward Geraci

  • Author: Gary Edward Geraci (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 26th, 2020 07:43
  • Comment from author about the poem: The hypocrisy of it all... Disgusting: New York not only legalized late-term abortions, but also celebrated like it won the Super Bowl by Nicole Russell  | January 23, 2019 05:34 PM On Tuesday, coincidentally the 46th anniversary of Roe v. Wade, the New York State Senate passed the Reproductive Health Act, and it was signed into law by Democratic Gov. Andrew Cuomo. The law, which is likely the most expansive abortion bill in the country, allows late-term abortion until the baby’s due date if it meets certain requirements. Not only is this kind of legal protection of late-term abortion an affront to the humanity of the unborn and the dignity of society, but New York celebrated it publicly, as if it had just won the Super Bowl. When the bill passed, video shows the assembly chamber erupting into cheers, with politicians and audience members applauding the bill as if it were a victorious symbol of strength. That night, One World Trade Center lit up in the color pink to honor the passage of the bill. Imagine, a beacon of capitalism, shining not to showcase freedom and prosperity but the “liberty” marking the path toward infanticide.” (washingtonexaminer.com)
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  • Christina8

    Thank you for sharing this insanity.....those children could have probably survived, so sad!!!!!!!!
    Please take care of yourself.

    • Gary Edward Geraci

      Yes Christina … those children should have been allowed to survive - (like you and were allowed to survive … we simply take it for granted, don't we?) I appreciate your visit and your comment. God's protection - prayers...



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