The Unwanted They Cry For Life
The Unwanted:
They Cry For Life
By: Tom Wright
1/4/02
And she aborted her first born son
and wrapped him in black plastic,
and threw him into a refuse container;
because there was no room for him in her life.
Three sanitation workers came,
following one dim light, that lit the way,
halfway down the alley where the child lay.
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 ore all the city;
that on this night, in your city, a child was aborted.
Had some organizations been present
their response presumably could have been,
It's better off, no cross in life to bear,
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'll 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 2019
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