This innocent face,wants an abortion
Hope she hasn't yet,tried herbal concortion
Every time I count ma fate,as a super surgeon
Being one i hate,to do the induction
Always i fall in love,as i do the separation
Respecting their will,as their mind is set at that junction
Lord this curse is not my portion
There mind was on that mission
Never want that embryo,just after fertilization
Daily I see,how those children could be
I terminated their being
Saying if it wasn't me
Never know bout em,even after successful bargain,to conceive again
This a curse,praying for them to pass,hope God will give them another chance,just to be parents amen.