Abortions
Small Little Baby
Safe in it's mother's womb
Feeling her warmth, hearing her heartbeat
Innocent Little Baby
Peacefully swimming around
Terror to strike & distrupt it's peace
Violently lashing at the small being
Try swimmimg away but there is no hope
Small limbs ripped from it's tiny developing body
Silent screams come from it's little mouth
Finally it's over
The being is at peace once again
In the arms of God being comforted and rocked
"Easy Little One For I Am Here"
No more pain is to be felt from this precious baby
A former Mother lay on the operation table crying
A feeling of guilt over come her body
Tears swell and roll down her hot, flushed cheeks
Pregnancy was the last thing on her mind
"I wasn't ready" she reminds herself
Sweet Little Angel Baby In Heaven
Protected.
Loved.
WANTED.
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