Poetry, Strong

The Forgotten

This past Sunday, January 18, 2015, was Sanctity of Human Life day. This day was declared as an observance by U.S. Presidents who opposed abortion. Moreover, in a few days (1/22/15) the March for Life rally will take place in Washington D.C. “The March for Life began as a small demonstration and rapidly grew to be the largest pro-life event in the world. The peaceful demonstration that has followed on this somber anniversary every year since 1973 is a witness to the truth concerning the greatest human rights violation of our time, abortion.” (www.marchforlife.org).

I know this post is a few days late, but this topic is dear to my heart because I have had close friends who have been affected by this. I don’t judge those who have undergone an abortion, because I don’t know their reasons for making such a drastic decision. My purpose for this post is to shed light on the part of the equation that we most often forget…the unborn child. With heaviness in my heart, I dedicate this poem to them.
The Forgotten

She began to feel weird but had no idea why
A cocktail of emotions flared up inside
“Could it be? When did it happen? Do I have something to hide?”

Things changed, her mornings were ill
But these symptoms would not go away with a pill
She was always dizzy, the room never stood still

She did not do this all alone
So she went to speak with him at his home
But responsibility he refused to own

She asked “What do we do?”
He said “I leave it up to you
But honestly, I don’t want to see this through”

Desolated and in despair
With a man who did not seem to care
The solution she began to prepare

And so came the wretched day
When just like that she gave away
That precious gift that was meant to stay

All alone in that empty room
She felt the decision was made too soon
And before she knew it, life was torn from her womb

Along with life, a piece of her was taken
The entire process left her shaken
She’d hope it was a nightmare from which she would awaken

Concern or regret he never did show
Support he did not give for he was anxious to let her go
And as soon as it was over he was quick to let her know

He wanted it gone without a trace
Because someone else had taken her place
And in his life he had no space

For an innocent whose horrible fate
Was the result of two people who could not wait
And one person who thought she had found her soul mate

So he went on and removed from his mind
Leaving these memories and experiences behind
But her approach was of a different kind

Though this experience made her upset
And it is something she would always regret
She promised her baby she would never forget

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