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Little Victim

Little baby in the dark
Waiting for your chance to start
For days on end, you've been alone
Longing for a loving home

Tiny fingers, tiny toes
Mommy's blue eyes, Daddy's nose
More precious than a pot of gold
Or any treasure earth can hold

Dear Child, you'll never know your birth
For you've been denied your worth
The very ones you think you trust
Choose not to treat you fair and just

You'll never take life's first breath
Or cradle at your mother's breast
You'll never feel life's joys and pains
The sunshine's warmth, the cool, wet rain

So many things you'll never know
And numerous places you'll never go
Because, convenience rules the day
And selfish motives have their say

But--animal's rights are well seated
And law is broke if they're mistreated
Too bad you're not a baby seal
Then death's cruel blow you would not feel

So innocent and defenseless
Newborn babies should be priceless
Instead, they'll throw you in the trash
In exchange for some cold hard cash

And not just you, but everyday
Thousands more die in the same way
A silent holocaust of the unborn
In the U.S.A., home of the (free?) forlorn

Little Victim in the dark
Waiting for your birth to start
For days on end,you've been alone
Longing for a loving home

Copyright © Tina Finley | Year Posted 2006

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