Sonnet For The Unborn
God's greatest gift of birth in disrespect.
A child's life, but now wil never be.
The fate of baby, could have been with me
or you. Not through love you chose to reject.
Think of what may have been, the love you threw
away. It's murder for whatever age.
A human never reaches title page.
For women's choice may have wrong point of view.
Imagine baby girl with cheeks so red
Give her the opportunity. Don't weep,
can you see baby boy who's yours to keep
instead thoughts of that stranger in your head.
So outlaw all of muder, preserve life
and control anger. Perservere through strife.
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