W.A. Cholt Poet Free verse

Abortion

Because life is precious 
And slipping from our grasp...
The cold-hearted abortionist 
Rips the little baby from the womb 
Torn human flesh 
Discarded in a pool of blood 
The death knell of our doom. 


          W.A CHOLT. Copyright Fergal O Reilly 2018.

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Panagiota Romios March 2, 2019 at 2:14 PM Thank you so much... Bless you Panagiota

Susan Jeavons January 24, 2019 at 4:53 PM Powerful poem W. A. Cholt. Blessings, Susan

M. L. Kiser November 17, 2018 at 11:09 PM The passion here is immense! You get your point across quite well. Good job.