Best Aborted Poems

Today’s wind shifts too fast like a tangle
of invisible lint…perhaps dust, quivering
unto fissure of grass where my heart scrapes,
as if the air denies unanswered questions
so blatantly howling about
a litany's crushed promise. Wired thoughts 
rip my tulip bouquet now strewn
on  the wayside of angst: how mute hymns
from an aborted vow silences a decorated aisle
on this...

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You said I was a dumbass cause I kept your unborn child
You sexing me like an animal, your going wild
You gave me three hundred dollars and walked away
Like a dumbass, nothing to say
I had a decison to make about whether to keep our unborn child
So much going through my mind, my thoughts going crazy
Never thinking...

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Frail leaves fall...I sweep them to the back of my mind.

_____________________
Contest: Monoku Madness
Sponsor: John Hamilton
Placed 2nd
© 18th August, 2016...

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Attempts to cull the human unborn have caused mass controversy 
despite the widespread damage this can cause to the population 
under stable growth moving forward killing the weaker of our group 

Whom are unable to defend themselves 
from this violent abuse system ever originating 
crushing morals branded as an inferior being 

Devaluing it's space of...

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Crepuscular rays filtered through the trees:
Tall black cypresses around a dark shrine,
Evening grim bells toll as I feel the freeze,
Conscious the tomb covered with rambling vine,
While nocturnal butterflies just decline.
I could not help utter a maze of sighs, 
My desolate unborn baby just lies, 
Never forgotten, but always evoked
Except the woman who'll never get wise.
Cursed...

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Of Daughters and Aborted Liberties…
My ravished womb drips
precious blood of incestuous rape;
the ghosts of my daughters scream
from shared graves
marked with vaginal blood
shed by sons drunk
on the wine of intoxicating power.

Mislead adolescent warriors
fan holocaust embers
scorching time tested hopes
gone to ashes
as death winds strike chimes
of ebony genocide;
and the cradle and the grave
stand juxtaposed to each other.

My desperate...

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When you and your wife visited,
you shared a question asked by a pastor
of a raped
and thereby pregnant
vulnerably young and questioning parishioner.

"If your unborn child survived
his first year
and walked back into your home
do you think you would still want to kill him?"

Probably not,
I'm thinking.
And,
perhaps more pastorally significant
and responsible,
how can we, in resilient compassion for ourselves
and for...

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We aborted the Christ a long time ago
What with the successive thousands of gentle fetuses strangled.
Stop stop! Why lament? Let not the wind be rankled
By thy silly bleats and unbaked ego.

Thee killed the Christ
Thee impeded his coming.
Thee cruel beast flaked with lies
O thee daughters of Jezebel’s sinning!

Thee killed him, that young Christ in thy womb
That...

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When she told him that she was pregnant, it made his heart melt.
But then she had an abortion and didn't even ask how he felt.
Yes, it was her body but it was her husband's baby too.
He couldn't forgive her because of what she decided to do.

When she had the abortion, she didn't consider his feelings.
He...

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Won't even get a chance at life,
Two months old and it receives the knife,
Not even a single cry,
Can I ask why?
Why does it have to pay for their actions?
They make the decision to their satisfactions,
As it lays there helplessly and grows,
The baby doesn't even know,
That soon, it will grow no more,
But instead, it's life will...

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The day you conceived me in your womb
I greeted my creator with a thousand thanks
In your womb i laid happily and grateful
I merely died of laughter in there because
You harboured me in your womb like a god
You have a dancing shoes with nimbles soles
Whilst i have a soul of lead, the future brighter
Your intestine laughed...

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T’was last night when Helen ran in weeping-
‘’ when will the savior be sent again? 
Or be we been abandoned to our follies?’’
‘’ma’am,’’said I to weeper, ‘’the church and governments,
Have brought abortion into legitimacy. 
‘’So, ‘’ I heaved to hearer, ‘’what don’t we say
God is not forgetful as unmerciful as you think. ‘’

‘’ Look at...

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Blow down the little baby like a paper boat.
Downstream where the dead fish flow.
Blood of life, blood of stones thrown.
Arrow, bow, find the doe while she is sleeping.
She doesn’t want to know that you will gut her,
or smell the hand of the one
who’ll put her under this knife. 
The mother who eats
her own young.

Cutting, cut...

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I see strange fruits on familiar trees
and fresh fishes in stagnant seas.
I see sparrows growing in the garden...
and flowers flying in skies with heavy burden.
Echoes of reality resound with uncertainty...
Silence screams from depth of serenity...
Beauty basks in the womb of death...
Who will rescue a generation aborted after birth?...

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Looking at them carefully
Makes me grow sea sick
but I try to calm my soul
and spirit with songs and hymns
Of Love and Freedom gone.
The cold streets of the city
And the arising fears I see
In the faces of my people 
Cannot but dispel those of mine.
Where are the sweet tales told
Down to us from father to son...

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