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AN UNBORNS CRY
Mama I cry from my soul within,
Yet me you’ll murder, commit a sin.
Tearing away the seed you did plant,
My choice to live you did not grant.
And when I meet our maker above,
In his eyes I’’ see forgiveness and love.
I’ll pray for him to please forgive you,
Ask for his mercy in what you did do.
For birth should be protected in the womb,
To nourish it fully, not be its tomb.
For God said,” Be fruitful and multiply”
Not, “In your mothers womb you will die”.
So mother until next we meet,
I’ll be the dust beneath your feet.