Introduction to Poetry - Let's Write a Poem

The Chicken Egg

I’ve often wondered if people who are against
abortion,
eat chicken eggs?
Do they consider it a life being
snuffed out
when they crack open the shell and
pour the contents of a future chick
into their pan?

And what of the hen who laid the egg?
At least with abortion, the mother has a choice;
what choice does the hen have?
None.
Do they consider what the hen thinks
as their future chick is ripped from beneath them?
Or, is a just a single, soulless, scrambled egg?

Instructor Feedback

OUTSTANDING POEM, Jim: Really!!! Clear, pointed, thoughtful, and stinging!! I'd like you to consider one change though: second to last line, I think it was; the word, "ripped." It simply doesn't feel like the best word there. Where I live lots of folks keep chickens, but I've never heard of anybody ripping eggs from under them. The rest of your poem is perfect, but this one inaccuracy seems to stand out. What do you think?? --Gary