Their fearful eyes staring back at me
An angel in white, standing by the bed
I held their hand, quieted their screams of pain
Cold, metal equipment ****** the womb
Disguised as medical training
They made me an angel of death
Leading the lambs to slaughter

Once an avid supporter, I hang my head in shame
There is no freedom in this, no liberation
More pain than childbirth
The shame and guilt floods the air
Choking each and every tear from their eyes
You know the moment it happens
Feel the spirit as it leaves

I did not choose this, but I cannot leave
I cannot escape this for 30 days
They have made me an accomplice
It haunts me in my dreams at night
The sound of the loud thunk into the tank
It is finished

He leaves without a word
But he left you: exposed, bleeding, vulnerable, silent
I am here cleaning your wounds, wiping your tears
Every scared, shaking little lamb
I am sorry

I lead you to slaughter