Ode to Abortion

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
An arrogant little piece regarded as an open letter to politicians about abortion and foster-care policies.

Submitted: March 05, 2007

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You tell me there's a choice between heaven and hell,
my soul to keep or my soul to sell.
You tell me it's alright and everything will work out,
my faith will keep me, humanity will erase all doubt.
But I know the storm thats rolling in,
a storm that knows not of soul or sin.
For once the light is brought into this life,
someone must protect it from pain and strife.
Someone must shelter and teach it well,
someone must protect it from all possible hell.
With no home or means for living,
how do I find strength for such giving?
When speeches are done and prostrating too,
what do I do with this child wanted by you?

Do I let the light languish in my shaking hands
Or hope against hope for an open home in these lands?
Do I send it aloft and hope it will fly,
All the while ignoring its cry.
Do I stand it up nice and neat in the line,
Praying that some parent will notice its shine?
That someone will step into my empty place
and wipe away the tears from my childs face?
Do I ignore all the others that hoped for that too,
and found out so sadly that it isn't always true?
Do I just give it all up and leave it to mankind,
and hope there is a happiness left for it to find?
For when speeches are done and prostrating too,
what do I do with this child wanted by you?


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