30 minutes that’s all you got
Just 30 minute to live and to die
You have no experience with anything
Except breathing and seeing
What would you save?
What could you save?
Your mind is undeveloped
Your senses just begin to tingle
You can’t communicate except to cry
You have seen maybe 10 faces
Were do you take these when you die
Did Jesus stop by or did he miss you
I certainly hope not
Because then you become inanimate
Did you really live at all.
How do we measure time when it comes to a life?
When did it start and how did it end.
Somehow abort sounds harsh and life seems cruel.
But we the living are prejudice because we did not have to make that choice
Little children in heaven are the same ones you’ll find in hell.
Copyright © Stephen Kilmer