See the artifice
of the artisan Hatch,
proclaiming fertilized ova
are not babies,
and therefore, killable
for the dreams
of scientific businessmen
who long to get rich
by enslaving these cell lines
bought on the back
of murder.
Selling one's soul
for the fey and unrealized promise
of future cures
is not how you demonstrate
your uprightness.
Now that is an intelligently designed piece of prose. A+++