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Study Constitutional history, and you can conclude that the days of Roe vs. Wade are numbered.

A baby grows inside of me, one that wont see day.
Circumstances surrounding me, make it all that way.
A child that I already love, just because it's you
Wont ever get a chance, to see a flower bloom.
He will never meet his Mama, or be held in my arms,
He wont know his Daddy, or any of his charms.
What would he look like? Who would he be?
Things I will never know, or ever come to see.
Freedom of choice has taken dreams away
What would be his choice, if he had a say?
I say this to the little one to whom I can't give life:
I love you already, even in my strife.
I'm sorry, for taking away your one and only chance,
to take part in twists and turns of life's unknown dance.
I promise this to you,  while not by my side,
with every single breath and every single stride,
I will think of you, and  regret the single choice
when I hear a baby cry, Ill think of your voice
a voice I will never know, that will never come to be
all because of selfishness that possesses me.
If you can forgive me, I pray that you will.
My intention  would be for life, and not to ever kill.
Life's twists and turns took me this way
the little one inside of me, wont ever see a day.

I have recently been reading articles on abortion. I have to admit....I never knew the outrage. I am sickened to my heart and my soul by these premeditated cold hearted murders of our loved ones. I shake now with fear. A fear for mankind and for what my daughters may have to face in the future. I am so overwhelmed with sorrow. My heart aches for every child born and unborn. It is so clear that this is wrong. From the moment a child is created....she/he is our hope our survival our creation...and we are killing them. I pray that this will come to an end. I pray for everyone in the world. I hope that in my life time I can help stop this madness.

I had a stillborn baby girl (23 weeks). I named her Shyanne Sophia. I die inside fearing the pain she may have felt. I only hope that she is with the Lord and that she realizes I would have done anything to have saved her. That if she was with me now, I would hold her and smother her with kisses. But, she is not and it pains me to no end. To have a life, a baby moving in your tummy, to watch a shape of an elbow or knee move across your belly, and know that your are responsible for this is the most remarkable experience. But, to feel all these things and still choose to brutalize her so barbarically--it is beyond words. May God take these children in his kingdom and may he have mercy on all the heartless and demoralized people of our world.

WHY???
 By Terry Tatrai


Oh Boy!  Oh Boy!
After months of waiting to be born
Oh Boy!  Oh Boy!
It feels like time to see my mom

First my little feet and legs
now my back and shoulders
I'm almost out
Everything except my head
what's this all about??

Why won't you let my head come out
it's hard for me to understand
I want to get to see my mom - OUCH!
that hurt
what's this all about??
Why won't you let my head come out?
Wh . . . .

NOT YOUR RIGHT

by Veronica Pickett

Who am I? You'll never know,
    not given a chance to be or grow.
They say it's your choice and your right,
    but it's for me your supposed to fight.
I'll never get to see the sun,
    or get to have my life begun.
On a dark night I was conceived,
    but you couldn't let me be received.
In a white room bright with lights
    you let them take me without a fight,
But you see....IT'S NOT YOUR RIGHT!