Voice of the Unborn (Poem againt abortion)

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71913
United States
34° 26' 51.9756" N, 93° 4' 39.5652" W

I never asked to be conceived
Yet you’re asking me to leave
I’m fighting a battle I didn’t ask for
I am a helpless soldier at war
I don’t know much but I know this isn’t right
It’s going to be hard but I have to fight
I want to live and make it out
I don’t want to be torn apart, there’s no doubt
Why are you doing this to me?
I’m still a human being
I’m starting to feel the shock
One arm goes, now my leg, please stop
I never asked to be conceived
But is that a reason to make me leave
You aborted me without permission
This is a harsh life decision
You’ll have to live with this thought forever
While I have no life to make yours better
I speak for all the fetuses that have been torn
I’m the voice of the unborn

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