Bastard

I hope a cancer claims you that stem cells could have 
cured.
and as you're puking out your guts from chemo, and dying in
 your bed, I hope your god still comforts you, because due 
to your ban of federal funding, science can not save you.
and you did it to yourself.
and you'll be taking thousands more down with you, all 
because you equate a ball of cells in a petri dish with a 
conscious human being.
if I ever met you without your secret service I would spit 
in your face.