A human being they're not interested in seeing.
Life only maybe.
Everywhere they say it's a woman's choice,
but inalienable value of every person denied.
The unborn given no choice, no voice.
No pain, no regret, they lied.
A person, I grow inside though they say I'm not.
Sent to a burial plot.
Scholars, scientists, teachers died, value for society denied.
Roe versus Wade provides them legal shield; the womb became a tomb.
Our fight, we unyield.
Spirit joined with flesh, heartbeat and blood flows.
Go away Roe.
I want my mom to name me, keep me.
Someone can adopt me.
Instead thrown away, no birthday.
Given no choice, no voice.
~Brian Blackwell
Copyright © 2011 Brian Blackwell
4 comments:
Excellent Brian; your best poem yet! I tweeted it. -- Crista
Well done, Brian! Wow, thank you for spreading the word through this beautiful poem! You are very talented!
WOW, this is a very powerful poem! Brian, I really like the photo you chose for your poem, too. I find it very interesting that everyone who is Pro-Choice is already alive...
"It is a poverty to decide that a child must die so that you may live as you wish."
~Mother Teresa
"I feel that the greatest destroyer of peace today is abortion, because it is a war against the child, a direct killing of the innocent child, murder by the mother herself."
~Mother Teresa
"Abortion kills twice. It kills the body of the baby and it kills the conscience of the mother." ~Mother Teresa
"And if we can accept that a mother can kill her own child, how can we tell other people not to kill one another?" ~Mother Teresa
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