You walked away, why oh why.
You walked away before her first cry.
You walked away from your could have been wife.
You walked away from your could have been life.

You walked away from your baby girl.
You will never be a part of her world.
She will try to replace you.
She will think this will help her too.

You missed her first crawl.
You missed her first fall.
Yo missed every birthday.
You are missing her life every day.

You left her with a void.
You left her with a pain she can't avoid.
You left her with an abusive man.
You left her unable to stand.

This happens every day to girls
Fathers don't want to be a part of their world.
This makes their hearts sore.
It makes girls look for more.

God made each person beautiful in their way.
Please let them be something one day.
Women, you destroy the life of someone to be.
You just took away somebody's destiny.
To pregnancy, don't think it's just a maybe.
Women, why can't you think about your baby?
Why abortion should you do?
What if your mother did that to you?
Beautiful people begin as cells.
They may not be pretty at first but oh well.
They grow to be pretty, clever, and smart.
Why can't people just have a heart?
Abortion is ******, and you should know that.
I don't care if you don't want to get fat.
Babies should be cherished and loved.
Don't you want that from God above?

Behind the walls and cement is me.
I keep myself hidden behind this wall.
The wall is built quietly.
After all these years, it has grown so tall.

This wall is built by hurt of others.
The pain wrestles with broken hearts, broken promises, and being back-stabbed.
It's hard to trust these acts of followers.
I deal with these feelings of feeling robbed.


God, help us, from this spirit of brokenness.
We have searched far and wide for an answer.
God is the only one who can help us.
It spreads like cancer.

This hurt aches in our hearts.
It stabs in our backs.
It breaks our bones.
It also confuses our minds.

Our Father will heal.
Then we will find what is real.
The people we need. The words they say.
Let our eyes see what is in our way

Poetry, the words of life.
That are told to shine a light.
That show our emotions and fears.
That make us fall in tears.


Poetry, a love of words.
A love that never disturbs.
A love found in a book.
A love that makes you look.
For things deeper inside.
Words that will make you cry.

Poetry, a world of wonders.
In words that make you ponder.
In a place you would never go.
But in a book, you are known.
In poetry, you want to try.
And in those words, you want to fly