As rain descends on the barren ground
Life begins to form
From deep within the womb of such
New life is being born
Still so pure so undefiled
Hidden from evil’s claws
This life this wondrous miracle
In waiting – grows more and more
Love in it’s purest
No doubt is in mind
Precious is this gift
So few would ever find
A life formed through love
One cannot ignore
A cord ever binding and true
As rain descends on this barren ground
This little life so still
No breath, no heartbeat, not even a cry
In silence so deadly and still
The miracle once so full of life
A mere vessel left out in the cold
Murdered – deprived – hated – alone
Out from it’s protective womb
No face no name