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I have seen women cry all day long When their pregnancy went all wrong I have seen men weep and mourn For their children who'd never be born I have seen the longing in their eyes The couples whose children have died The ache and pain in their shattered souls Each miscarriage taking its tole So how can a human who is so blessed Throw it away without a second guess Call it convenience and "financial burden" "Or not a human with no skin or organs" The countless murders of innocent little babies For the so called rights of these many "ladies" How can you remotely demand for a choice When you don't even give the children a voice
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Mar 12, 2019
Mar 12, 2019 at 3:36 PM UTC
The Voice of the Children
I have seen women cry all day long When their pregnancy went all wrong I have seen men weep and mourn For their children who'd never be born I have seen the longing in their eyes The couples whose children have died The ache and pain in their shattered souls Each miscarriage taking its tole So how can a human who is so blessed Throw it away without a second guess Call it convenience and "financial burden" "Or not a human with no skin or organs" The countless murders of innocent little babies For the so called rights of these many "ladies" How can you remotely demand for a choice When you don't even give the children a voice
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Mar 12, 2019
Mar 12, 2019 at 3:36 PM UTC
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