Fetus Betrayed Like a grain of sand In Time's waiting room Surrounded on all sides By Mummy and Daddy's Others, You wait. Will you slide into oblivion? One of a billion hopeful seeds Or bloom beneath the sunlight? Taking root in the earth While reaching for the sky! Oh Life.What a wonderful hope Once existed upon Mother Earth. Fetus, I once had hope, like you. But I am weathered as autumn nears Sweet sleep will carry me back to oblivion Away from the dankness and decay Of that forlorn and doomed garden, Once called Eden; by a hopeful race. Turn back my tiny friend! Time has spun the Orb to its darkest age Oblivion is the only hope left for your kind The race to which you aspire has grown morbid Cruelty, profit, and death have replaced the sunshine There is no hope for you here! In the cruelest of ironies, we call this axiom, Pro life.We bring a tiny divine creature Into a world of evil and slavery And then abandon the thing, for all its days And the long painful night. Go back! Stay warm and safe in boundless Time Maybe in a million years or so The garden of Eden will rise again And a human child will have the value Of one of those billion seeds Swimming in the toxic womb Of herbicides, fracking fluids, and radiation. I'm sorry my tiny friend, We betrayed your hope.
I was thinking about the paradox of our pro life society, so much in the
news. We "love" all children until the day they are born. Why then do
we abandon 99% of them around the world, calling them criminals and
terrorists, while the good powerful children oppress, bomb, and poison
them? I sometimes question that holy love, as much as I question our
love for war.
