EVERYONE IS HURT BY ABORTION
Here is a poem by a young woman who had an abortion:
The tables they turned so quickly,
I was left with no time for thought.
I’m not sure why I did it,
For regret is all it brought.
I gave in for their reasons
Because I had none for myself.
I heard the life inside me
Would be gone with nothing left.
I and the baby entered together,
Left alone once we were inside.
I asked for this last time together
Before the baby of mine would die.
I wondered if the baby could hear me
And knew this choice wasn’t really mine.
Then just as I whispered, “I’m sorry,”
I heard a knock and knew it was time.
The pain I felt had made me scream
It was more than I could take
But nothing could prepare me
For the emptiness that took its place.
No comments:
Post a Comment