The Unwanted, They Cry For Life
And she aborted her first born son
And wrapped him in black plastic,
And placed him into a refuse container;
For there was no room for him in her life.
Three sanitation workers came,
Following one dim light that lit the way,
Then, there came the curious,
Those who plied their trade by night.
A cat and several stray dogs gathered round about.
Then the police came to see the child,
And their report went out to all the city;
That on this night, in your city, a child was aborted.
Had certain one's been present
Their response presumably could have been,
It's better off, no cross in life to life,
And it was not yet a life!
But it was a life,
Perhaps a president, an evangelist,
A great inventor, or a soul winner.
But we will never know save this one thing,
That like another child from humble beginnings,
This life deserved better than it received.
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2009
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