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Ode to the Unborn

Updated on December 23, 2011


THAT MIRACLE! The moment of conception.
In an instant you become.
You grow like rippling water rings in an ever-widening circle.
So fast, so precise. Yes, predestined.
You squirm and grin . . .
Even play a game of kick ball inside your cozy womb.
Every organ and muscle in place so soon!
Yet, you’re so very tiny. How can you be?
You cling tenaciously to life, oblivious to this world and me.
You feel, you hear, and dusty light is sometimes seen.
‘Til finally, you know the terror of unseen danger. . .
You sense it!
The suction that rips and pulls…screaming your mind apart.
The scalpel that cuts into flesh and bone. Oh, the pain!
The saline that sneaks steadily, stealthily . . .
Until you’re strangled life is gone.
Are you willing to be canceled, to be thrust into oblivion?
Your cries go unheard on the ears of you captors.
I cry for the promise you were.
I weep for the loss of your potential.
I mourn, with despair, your passing.
So very short you lived. I cry, “Not fair!”
I grieve, too, for your killers.


“Forgive them, Father, they know not what they do!”
Luke 23:34

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      agaglia 8 years ago

      This poem was written in honor of all the aborted babies in the USA.

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      Betty Stabnow 6 years ago

      It just gave me chills up and down my spine , feel like crying

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      agaglia 6 years ago

      Hi Betty! I hope you like my poems. If you visit, you can rate them or leave comments.

      Thanks for visiting.

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