
written by
Cyndi~rella
From inside your womb,
The decision you have made
Has led me to my tomb!
I know that your decision
Can not be changed right now,
But someone will hear my story
And save a human life somehow...
So listen close and hear my sorrow
That was taking place in you,
Perhaps you'll understand my hurt
When this fatal story's through:
I became a human life
Once you did conceive,
But that's something that few people
Are willing to believe.
One morning I could feel
A pounding from inside,
It was the pounding of my heart,
It was something I could not hide!
Very soon my arms did form
Then my legs did too,
And all of this was taking place
Right inside of you!
My eyes were just opening
Then came the forming of my toes,
And my fingers were developing,
And I could touch my nose...
I could move all around
And I couldn't wait to be
Another little baby
Who was finally set free!
I couldn't wait to see your face
When you would cry out loud,
That never in your whole life
Have you ever been so proud!
But little did I know
That when you knew of me,
The pounding of my heart
Would not beat happily!
I did not ever realize
That when you finally knew,
You would terminate my life
And be happy it was through...
I would not be allowed
To show that I exist
And I would never be a babe
To be held and softly kissed!
My life was ended needlessly,
But I never got to say
That I would really love to see
The sunshine of one day!
Or see the glory of the Earth
And of the bright blue sky,
Or be able to lie in your arms
And hear a lullabye!
To listen to the lovely birds
With my virgin ears,
And with my tiny eyes,
I wanted to experience some tears!
To listen to the patter of rain
When the sunshine's through
And to be able to feel loved
By my mother, which was you.
Yes, no one ever asked me
If a life is what I'd miss...
And I would never know the touch
Of one sweet, tender kiss!
I would never see the sun
Or hear the falling rain,
Or feel the comfort of a hug
When others do feel pain!
The tiny pitter-patter
That was my heart's small pound,
Would never be allowed to make
Another beating sound!
My tiny arms would never need
A small embrace from you,
And my little legs would never
Do the walking that most do!
My eyes would never see
The wonders of the land,
And my fragile little fingers
Will never grip your outstretched hand!
And I will never be a baby
That was finally set free,
Because today you, Mommy...
Have aborted me!






















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