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Adam
I was one of thirty embryos,
but I alone survive.
I am the Savior sibling
Without which my sister dies.
We started out in vitro-
Men in white coats then decided
That I would be implanted,
all the others left to die.
Mollie, my older sister,
carries a defective gene:
Excess hemoglobin
caused anemia extreme.
From my umbilicus they took stem cells
And Mollie’s blood was cleaned.
They say I am a miracle.
To most, that’s how it seems.
But what about the twenty nine
Who died that she might live?
Did they not have a human right
As good as mine to live?
Why could they not be cherished
by our mother from the start?
Instead of summoned into being
as a little girl’s spare parts.
I love my sister Mollie,
And she is awfully fond of me.
I’m not just her little brother-
I’m her insurance policy.
poem
by
John F. McCullagh
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