by Arturo Michael |
Categories:
abortion, baby, cry,
Mama don't take my breath away
My only chance to love and play
I know you're hurting I can tell
Mama don't give up on me as well
Mama I long to touch your face
Feel the beauty of your grace
I dream one day to see you smile
Mama don't ever say Goodbye
by Mark Turner |
Categories:
abortion, baby, religious,
The Unborn Child
I wonder will they let me in?
Will they furnish me with life support?
I want to be my Grandpa's friend,
his pride, his joy, and his hero in sports.
Really, it’s not his decision
for these nine months to go on through.
Mom and Dad, it’s up to your religion
to see that I’m worthwhile and needed, too.
Oh God, I’ll make them love me,
please, God, tell them both to go on.
I won't act hardheaded, nor wicked nor will I be ,
apathetic and sad, nor gripe and moan.
I’ll lie restfully in my Mother's arms.
Please, God, tell them both to let me be
BORN.
by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories:
abortion, anniversary, for teens, friend, friendship, friendship love, woman,
F Friends have each other’s backs
R Real friends build each other up
I I escape in my friend’s problems
E Enthusiastic together and on the phone
N No is okay, between friends.
D Doing things together feels good.
S Silence is okay
H Have each other’s backs
I I need lots of them, and they rally for me.
P Puts your attention outside yourself
by Faye Gibson |
Categories:
baby, birth, death, life,
Precious, life sustaining oxygen flows
no longer; linking chord tethering me
severed, I lie upon hard cold table.
I see cloudy images--a table
holds my angel mother. Sweet red blood flows
from soft nurturing nest once holding me.
Mommy, don’t discard your babe. Look at me!
Life can be saved. An abortion table
Should not separate with death our love flows.
Love flows away. Save me from this table.
Copyright, July 17, 2014
Faye Lanham Gibson
by Bryn Strudwick |
Categories:
abortion, age, anxiety, love,
YOUNG AGAIN
I looked into the mirror yesterday
And in it saw the ravages of time.
Tired eyes and hair that long since turned to grey,
So many years since I was in my prime.
I felt despair; how quickly time had flown.
So much undone that now would never be.
And then your face appeared beside my own;
I had not noticed you were watching me.
I studied your reflection so serene;
And saw your eyes still full of tenderness
Just as they were when you were sweet sixteen.
Your fingers brushed my cheek, a brief caress
But in that moment I was free of pain;
The darkness lifted, I was young again.
7th June 2019
2019 Best Sonnet Contest
Sponsor John Hamilton
by Jerry Brotherton |
Categories:
poetry,
I drop a penny,
into the Army’s kettle,
call me a Christian.
I love my neighbor,
from behind a border wall,
Call me a Christian.
Talk of abortion,
and I will have to shoot you down,
Call me a Christian.
As for the homeless,
they are just a bunch of bums,
call me a Christian.
Skins not my color,
I will run you out of town,
call me a Christian.
Transgender people,
they can’t go to church with me,
call me a Christian.
I’ll not treat others,
as I demand they treat me,
call me a Christian.
by Eve Roper |
Categories:
abortion, love hurts,
shedders shards hover
if there is not a purpose~
life has no meaning
limb amputation
your life left in a child's hand~
a burden you are
soul shattered remains,
where did eternal love go~
death it does seek
by Terry Burns |
Categories:
religion,
Murder
Rape
Homosexuality
Theft
Abortion
Incest
Slothfulness
Racism
Greed
Idol Worship
Blasphemy
Genocide
War
Terrorism
Hate
Destruction
Annihilation
Lies
Broken Promises
Fear
Corruption
Suicide
Barbarism
Slavery
Prostitution
Bullying
Gambling
Jealousy
Where does it all end?
It ends Where Love begins.
by J.T. Hayes |
Categories:
daughter, faith, family, health, life, loss, love, people, political, religion, sister, social, teen, wife,
It's against the law to kill someone,
who hurts you in some way.
But murder is always justified,
by mothers everyday.
When you think about abortion,
do you see the child inside?
The babies life you want to stop,
has no where else to hide.
You tell yourself many things,
like it doesn't have a soul.
Think of the future your about to destroy,
by using birth control.
There are many ways to save it's life,
for the mothers who do not care.
And adoption is the answer,
for a couple in despair.
by Anne-Lise Andresen |
Categories:
baby, family, sad,
I was an unwanted child
Declared undesirable by conception
Abortion was prohibited by law
A little child, a little body
Two small ears like clam shells
Sky blue eyes
A beautiful little girl, so kind and good
Why didn't you love me?
26.10.2017
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
Copyright © All Rights Reserved
6 TO 8 - MELODY OF SADNESS
3 place in the contest
Poetry Contest - Nette Onclaud
by Keisha Waldron |
Categories:
abortion, august, beautiful, birth, blessing, butterfly, childhood,
My life is like a marry go round
in the beginning it was full of
joy and laughter. In the middle
i find love also i was green.
I have been use and abuse i have
been lie to an tease in school even
were lock up as a teen. For know
reason my life story i can write a
book even about my childhood. I
always were the black sheep still
am i don't know if this my mom karma
or just a plain disaster.So i get on my knees
and pray faster.I were always looking
for love in all the wrong place until
my kids came along and i saw there face
my life line, my heart beat even when i put
them to sleep they are my life.
Keisha Waldron
by Reason A. Poteet |
Categories:
11th grade, appreciation, celebration, prayer, spiritual,
Ave!
You alone are the
Absolute and Almighty Authority
--Appoint and anoint us as agents
in your army against the antagonist
as he awaits his Avenger and the abyss
Alleluia!
You are our Advocate,
abiding, awe-inspiring, able, and appealing
--Admonish us again in our avarice,
abuse and anger
--Aid us also to abandon adultery, abortion,
apostasy, arrogance and anxiety.
Amen!
You are the Ancient of Days, the Alpha, Abba,
Adonai, Anointed One and the I AM.
--Accept the aroma of agape love arising in
the air as we act in one accord.
written March 28, 2019
Sponsor: Beata Agustin
Contest: ALLITERATION REGARDING RELATIONSHIP WITH GOD
by Messoh Vincent |
Categories:
abortion, absence, angel,
The stump on which I sit
Drawn to reverie each new day,
Today was wet with mist;
A trait of the mystery
Of dew on my stump.
All the tall grass
Around the foot so lovely
Like stockade in their dance.
With leaves fresh with dew,
My soul fortress of refuge.
This stump on which I sit
Today on it I can't sit
Unless I accept to get wet
With red quill ink like dew
On the stump I so much love.
And so from beside the stump
Where lay buried a precious childbirth
I stay with my head on my laps
As with emotion these lines I write
For the dew on my stump.
by Jimmi Canada |
Categories:
abortion, appreciation, memory, motivation, moving on, poets, teen love,
Itz,
cigar litany,
sun-glass villainy,
functional function-ability-
operating a pertinence undue to the mean-streak-
my man was a real porter but not so Greek-
hella' greedy like the weak,
hairy in ecstasy,
sternly speeding within his hoarse feet,
he'd leverage the wage against a narrowing bridge,
fitting neatly into scenes,
he'd soccer around his thing to bring out the majority of me.
by Brandlynn Young |
Categories:
confusion, sad, time, god, god, drug,
If children are a blessing from God
Then why hasn’t He blessed me?
Could it be that I’ve written about His love
So unworthily?
I’ve seen young mothers, just teens they are
Brag about their abortion date
I saved myself for marriage
Am I the object of God’s hate?
Why is life, I’m asking now,
Why is it so unfair
He’ll give a child to everyone else
To all those who don’t even care
I don’t do drugs, or drink, or smoke
But I’m infertile anyway
I have served God for all of my life
Then me he decides to betray
Just one little baby, is it too much to ask
Is it too much for god to let be?
After I get to carry one full term
I promise to have a hysterectomy.
by Dawn Gordon |
Categories:
introspection
When one is woken by the all mighty and greatest Lord,
Sins come crashing down in the mind like a slaying sword,
An abortion post was simply printed to try to clear a guilty mind,
Words across a screen to try to make it up to God in a poetry kind.
It was called post guilt and never was it any type of post love,
Only trying to clear a consciousness with the Lord above,
A gal needs to accept she was nothing but a filthy mistake,
He displaced a slithering serpent or what men call their "snake"
by Sillytoy Boys |
Categories:
abortion, best friend, betrayal, boy, break up, child abuse, farewell,
I looked at the toys and thought how silly
And what if I called him mr. Billy
He stroked my face and said it looked sweet
I knew he was the man I wanted to meet
I thought to myself how delicious
It would be if I made myself Nutritious
He gave me a lick
So I gave him a kick
Yet I am a boy and you are a toy
So forever alone we are
With our tiny baby feet
Oh how I love the silly little pinky toe
by Edward Ebbs |
Categories:
abortion, abuse, appreciation, baby, beautiful, bible, birth, birthday, blessing, care, caregiving, childhood, christian, confusion, courage, creation, destiny, devotion, emotions, family, fate, giving, god, heart, heaven, hope, how i feel, i love you, inspiration, journey, life, love, me, meaningful, miracle, mom, mother, passion, perspective, prayer, remember, rights, sad, slavery, society, tribute, voyage,
My journey begins
from an angry seed
a heart starts beating
a rape victim
carries a child
my mother
embracing life
she taught me to love
not always easy
I did not want
to be just baggage
waiting for a smile
I love you mom
I am thankful
you chose to keep me
believing in life
everyone
deserves love
everyone
deserves a chance
complicated
Edward J Ebbs- Feburary 19, 2017
by Gert Wewege |
Categories:
abortion, emotions, hope, loss,
I know it was a sad day indeed
It did not matter about her plead
Her emotions just flew scatter
Her heart broken and shatter
Many nights she prayed
Tears could not be swayed
Heartbroken eyes just stared
Will their hands ever be paired?
Family extended by more
Love our heart will adore
A stranger from the same blood
Tears of joy will flood
Mom made sure it’s not too late
She sent us our big sister, after long wait
by Dylan Ravenclaw |
Categories:
abortion, angst, dark, death, teen,
Accidental Love
Love is a fickle thing
That is caught easily
And hearts may sing
Their beats not going slowly
Young love is especially special
In which there is the most attention
And if apart, it may seem fatal
And learn they are together in this transformation
Love also leads to loss of innocence
And a much better mood
More togetherness and more romance
That leads to the loss of childhood
One bad decision to just go on
Leads to another’s life being gone
Written on December 9, 2019
by Gaylord Robinson |
Categories:
abortion, addiction, child abuse, christian, drug, emo, god,
Joyful jolly jigs and jests,
Jump and jive, no time to rest.
Joining hands, a joyful crew,
Joking, laughing, joy anew.
Jazzy tunes, a joyful beat,
Jingling bells, a jolly treat.
Jovial smiles, a joyful sight,
Joyful memories, day and night.
Jeweled skies, a joyful hue,
Jubilant birds, singing anew.
Jocund laughter, fills the air,
Joyful sounds, everywhere.
Joyful hearts, a light so bright,
Jubilant love, shining so right.
Joyful souls, a shining star,
Journey on, to where you are.
So let joy fill your every day,
With jolly laughter all the way.
For joy is like a treasure trove,
Filled with love, and joy and hope.
by Leon Wilson |
Categories:
hope, life, love, mother, love, me,
How long will I have to wait
Inside this warm embrace
Protected from the outside world
In love I am encased.
I did not plan to be here
I did not have a say
All I ask is love me mummy
Don't throw my life away.
As yet I have no arms or legs
Eyes, so I can see
But when I'm born and in your arms
You will be so proud of me.
So I just can't wait to come
I have so much love to give
This one thing I ask of you
Mummy let me live.
From your unborn baby
by Dunstan Christian |
Categories:
2nd grade, 6th grade, 7th grade, abortion, adventure, allegory,
Every woman got beauty, but you are most beautiful in humanity, even without a make up to beautify, yet you shining like a butterfly, i love the way you smile and i'm happy to have you by my side, baby this is all 'bout love, you are beautiful to you i sing this song.
by Iger Rolyat |
Categories:
abortion, black african american, creation, death, grief, humanity, pain,
What mind enlightened of God
Could reconcile a forsaken entrustment...
To guardian the yet unborn?
What eye that sees by Light
Could blind itself this darkest deed?
What hand that prays and gropes in want
Could withhold the need of life to live?
What heart that beats the pulse of life
Could be so cold to life's own seed?
What ear that yearns to hear the truth
Could deafen life's resounding call?
What mouth could speak, of love, of life
Yet mute these words than witness truth?
What life of love where no love for life?...
No love.
Copyright 2016 Iger Rolyat All Rights Reserved
by Akash Sagar |
Categories:
abuse, baby, betrayal, cry, life, love, mother,
The most beautiful dream,
Woven for nine months;
In each and every SHE's mind.
All of a sudden encounters,
The worst nightmare;
A shameful dare.
He/She inside her,
Gets stabbed innumerable times, maliciously;
With reasons like infidelity,
Sometimes, as an unwanted burden
And at times, for dreaming it too early.
Ooh !! The brutal, heinous Martian mind;
Spare that innocent foetus Child,
Who sleeps cozily in the cradle of womb;
A bondage imprisoned to commit an ignorant suicide;
Ooh..!! Do not kill a beautiful tomorrow.
After all, life is bliss;
Ooh !! And poor baby unfortunately,
Your share you have missed.