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Remembering that day in May - when I became corporate prey
On this unforgettable day - an innocent child was thrown away
Last night as I lay in bed - I read the news here's what it said
A camera caught this lady's words - and in her words, my stories heard

When I was just a teen - that was when I became mommy
Soon the year was 86 and I found myself in a fix
Eighteen single on my own - another one would soon come home
The other one now was two - I did not know what to do

Did the baby have a soul - when was it considered whole
Questions I had in leaps and bounds - but no answers could be found
My family said get rid of it - you do not need any more kids
Couldn't make them understand - and I tried to take a stand

Family made the appointment you see - for me to ask about baby
She dropped me off at the door - smiled and waved as she turned the corner
I went inside just to see - what they knew about unborn babies
Did it now have a soul - or if it was considered whole

I didn't have long to wait - to see a counselor that decided my fate
Nervous frightened that I was - what happened next forever judged
She gave me a cup, or so she said - just to take off the edge
I took what was inside - and she said this paper I had to sign

I signed the paper and I sighed - and asked her what was on my mind
She said my questions had to wait - the doctor was ready, I would be late
I questioned why they felt the need - they had to examine me
I was told it is because - can't answer questions until this is done

On the table there is no doubt - apprehension is what I felt
Relax they said it's just an exam - but that was not their true plan
First came the stabbing pain - in my private parts I felt maimed
Struggling next wanting to throw up - pain so intense I couldn't get up

The nurse quickly came around, the table - and she held me down
She said don't struggle it's too late - the pill made you dilate
You may hemorrhage, you will bleed - until it's done you cannot leave
Still, I fought to get away - they strapped me down, held me at bay

It was probably better for me - than what happened to my baby
Whatever it was they put in place - it felt worse than any rape.
I struggled but could not flee - from the machine put inside me
It moved around without a doubt - rape was what it was about

I felt it sucking my insides out - killing my child there was no doubt
The pain I felt must not have been - as bad for me as it was for him
I always felt it was a boy - he was to be mama's joy
What came next you have to know - was the final crushing blows

24 weeks is all he said - in this day and age it could have lived
I was more than halfway through - this pregnancy it was true
There was nothing I could do - tears in my eyes what to do
They sent me out of their back door - said to rest for three or four

I walked out into the bright day - crying my body & heart filled with pain
No one was there waiting for me - no one at all to grieve with me
The person who left me had driven away - not telling me their plans that day
Or their complicity with the entity - that took my baby from me

It seems that there was no intent - to answer questions it wasn't legit
The appointment to which I was bade - was only to destroy what God had made
No one cared even to see - if someone was there when I was freed
Not even change for a bus pass home - I sat there waiting all alone

All I wanted was to die - I felt culpable and cannot lie
Suicide is what was on my mind - and on this day I did try
My conscience would not let this rest
Guilt consumed me in excess

Over twenty years have now passed - I still cry about the past
What was read just last night - brought perspective into the light
The director of the place I went - was caught on camera giving evidence
That the doctors they employed - would often try to fill the voids

Women that were pregnant - were used for their evil intent
Gestational age was what they need - they would take a woman's seed
To fill the orders that were made - for body parts, tissue, or a leg,
A head, an eye, whatever, they paid - for their research, or as an aid

She said the doctors had a need - seeking out women to fulfill their greed
They would then tailor their deeds - to keep damage from the parts they need
If it felt like rape to me - what must it have felt like for my baby
Safe and comfy in his home - suddenly they took his arm

The horror of what they have done - not just to me but to my son
came crashing down once again - how can they say it's not a sin
Upon my soul, this has weighed - to rest my child must be laid
This confession the world must see - and know who it was that did this to me

If my telling can prevent, - another baby lost to evil intent
Sisters don't lose your soul - to that evil greedy troll
They do not care a whit - on your reluctance, they will spit
Abortion is the only way - to fill the orders they have that day

Held me down, wouldn't let me up, - imagine yourself in my spot
They did not care one bit - the abortion they performed wasn't legit
The gestational age was too far,- still, they put him in a jar
In my then naive innocent mind - I never read what I signed

Until the evidence that I heard,- I have felt internally torn
Knowing that it wasn't right,- how would I express my plight?
A hypocrite for what was done,- I'm sure I'm not the only one
All these years it took to see - the innocence that was ripped from me

The world's loss was their financial gain - no one should have to die this way
Now I reveal all this day - and the name of the company that preyed
What was done can't be undone - now, it's too late for my son

PLANNED PARENTHOOD WAS THE ONE, THE NAME IS NAMED, MY STORY IS DONE
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