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 its 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   Its 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 theater 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 out 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   Its 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 its short and torturous life