Overpopulation?

Scrolling through the list of opportunity, People willing to help me achieve my dreams, I stopped, stared, at the slam So clearly etched into the interface. Among these caring individuals, There is clearly one Who has never seen the joy of a child. I stare hard at the words, Those words wishing for "negative population growth". What does this mean? That my childhood was wrong? The joys of having siblings, nieces, nephews, cousins, is utterly selfish? This individual, I see, Has never witnessed the joy That large families bring. They never saw that hope Of each flourishing child, Growing amongst peers In a family of fifteen. They never saw the joy Of never finding boredom, Constantly surrounded by children To play and fight with. For children are a blessing, And who are we to deny A precious gift?