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Mist of Life

MIST OF LIFE

A thumb being sucked 
As little feet kick
The exuberance of life
A heartbeat so quick

A distant drum
One heart shared by two
A spirit from God 
We deny it - but knew!

There is no voice
No way to resist
The Hippocratic Oath 
Here, doesn't exist!

Nothing for pain 
So organs stay fresh
Pliers crush the skull 
To harvest the flesh 

Lungs without air 
Not a whisper of sound
Tormented blood 
Weeps to the ground

A vessel of life
Where life will not leave
Alone in the dark
In agony wreathe

Abortions are brutal! 
Yet we talk of choices
The “Me” people...only 
Hear their voices

Even some religions 
Have found a way
To believe abortions
With God! ... is ok!  

God knows each soul 
Before it's conceived
It's not! ... just tissue
Don't be deceived!

In the eyes of God 
Life's not a choice
The smallest cry 
Has the loudest voice

But it's God's voice
That must be heard
Through his disciples
Inspired word

And we are warned
Where innocent die
And ground is defiled
“It's Eye For An Eye”

Within those pages
They also say:
For whatever we buy
We must also pay

And though it's ignored
It's also made clear
That those mistreated
Are closer then near

While the Bible reads
Many different ways
Each one concludes
With the “End of Days”

When all of our sins
Before God will lay
And we'll be judged 
On Judgment Day

Since he's our father
None of us lose!
Those left behind
Still owe dues

It's then we'll answer
For our misdeeds
Until our gardens
Are free of weeds

In the realm of God
Time doesn't exist
Souls have no path
And life's but a mist

And the lives you touch
Will come back to you
As both the giver
And receiver too!

Then it becomes clear
When your bill comes due
That all your sins
Were sins...against you!

You pull away
But nowhere to go
Your parent's hearts
You already know

You grimace in pain
As Death grabs hold
And another weed
From your gardens pulled








So each life matters
This you mustn't doubt
We pay for our sins
And dead babies shout

Remember life matter
This you mustn't doubt
We pay for our sins
And dead babies shout

So what you'll pay
Is clearly said:
The killer's blood too
Will also be shed

Exodus, Matthews 
And Revelations say:
For what we buy 
We must also pay

So treat all others
Like you want treated too!
Every action you take 
Will follow you!

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