A plea from the grave of a little life lost to the scourge of our American Holocaust. Abortion is much more than the one life lost – it affects all in it, including the mother, father, and the other relatives who have lost that connection, that love!
DADDY, DON’T CRY!
You knew me never, dad,
Mama just had no clue,
Like her, I was to be,
But kind of look like you;
Upon herself, she took,
The right they say is hers,
Today, my life ended,
Legalities in blurs;
I suppose it’s funny,
Fetus means so fruitful,
Maybe even offspring,
But abort me, doubtful!
I was just a baby,
My life was all I had,
With force took that from me,
Inflicted pain so bad;
With my vote, I wouldn’t,
Have made such choice today,
Right to live, love with you,
Was killed without my say;
Don’t I have rights to live,
To reach for dreams inspired?
Well, daddy, mama, all,
My life, my dreams expired!
Never did, will you know,
My life, my face like yours,
I’ve gone to not return,
Body on killing floors!
PTR November 16-17, 2010
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