To amnio or not to amnio
To sink a needle into your mother’s belly
To suck fluid from the only world you know
(Already we take)
& to crystal ball it for future defects
That’s the question
The risk is a miscarriage—The reward
The assurance you are not broken
Because there is a zero point six per cent chance you might be
Odds even the meekest of gamblers would grab
Odds we can’t afford because we are afraid
That’s all
We are ready to risk a miscarriage because
We are afraid you’ll fall in that zero point six per cent
Fear blinding us from the fact that
There is a ninety-nine point four per cent chance
You are perfectly unbroken
(Already we gamble)