The Reason For My Tears

Walking down the bustling center city street It seems no one has time any more, not even to greet When then I notice this woman who is just off to the side Just sitting on a nearby stoop as she cried and cried and cried I slowed down my pace and looked over her way Then I asked the Lord for something to say With everyone just walking as if she wasn't even there I had to say something for this just didn't seem fair Standing next to the stoop and along her side Slowly her head looked up, her swollen eyes opened wide And just when I was about to speak She said this to me in a voice so trembling, so weak "Though Unborn, the Lord has set me about to be free To stop the abortion of the millions of babies who are just like me But this world has no time for me, not even for my tears And for this world, I am now just realizing my own worst fears" Suddenly Her hair began to shimmer with the bright summer light Going from a dark colored brown to a glorious flowing white And as I shook my head and double blinked my eyes She floated up like a cloud into these now cloudy skies Yet, no one even noticed as they all just kept on walking Some just looking straight ahead and others in the midst of talking But all of them missed it, the whole point once again For this Angels tears were for all these woman and men