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The question
Contributed by
Sk8ergrl_911
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Thursday, 30th December 2004 @ 01:15:54 PM in AEST
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Lifepoems
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The Question
There was a lady who asked me the question,
the question I had always wanted to answer;
“Are baby’s like us?
Do they have feelings about their lives?
Do they want to make choices for themselves?
Do they really have that much importance?”
So out of anger I spoke,
“Ask the millions of baby’s that didn’t get a glimpse of light.
Ask the baby’s that didn’t get to choose to live or die.
Ask some kind people who were waiting to adopt.
but the last one that was supposed to be there was unfortunately dropped.
Ask God how he feels when he made them just right,
when at the last moment they were smitten with strife.
Ask the people who showed the baby’s importance when they put that child under the knife.”
I stopped for a moment,
and watched a tear roll down her cheek.
She whispered,
“I have made my decision.
That his life I will keep, in five or six months, I’ll be holding young Keith.”
For she was expecting at age 21, a beautiful, unexplainable son.
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Re: The question
(User Rating: 1 ) by light_in_the_darkness on
Thursday, 30th December 2004 @ 05:34:20 PM AEST (User
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Now that poem, rocked, it was touching! Very good work! :) |
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Re: The question
(User Rating: 1 ) by Sk8ergrl_911 on
Thursday, 30th December 2004 @ 06:53:33 PM AEST (User
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Thank you so much! |
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