I went to bed as usual hoping to wake up to a brand newday,           am awake but instead of a brand newday i can feel darkness around me so i hurried back to sleep hoping it all a dream                am awake for the second time but it is still dark, is there ever going to be a bright newday?          am i foreverly trapped in tonight? Once i feel sleepy but i can hear somebody saying!              i cant take it anymore, i jurt have to do away with this baby. Oh my God! I am an unborn child and i am about to be terminated; oh please help if you are reading this; please try and locate my pregnant mother, she could be anywhere,                    please help save a life!.    this is a "clarion call"

the baby further said.

I am precious, small and sweet,
all curled up from head to feet.
I twist, I turn and move around,
Oh so quiet, not a sound.
It's warm and safe, it feels so good,
just like God said it would.
It feels so soft, nice and warm,
I'll be safe, until I'm born.
I feel your heartbeat close to mine,
they beat together, like a rhyme.
My first few months, I felt so good,
then things were said, I overheard.
The words Abortion and Saline.
Oh dear God, What do they mean?
I'm very small and feel such fear.
Oh, what is this? It's a tear.
My heart is hurting, there is such pain.
I hear you ask, who is to blame?
I did not ask to be put here,
My love for you is very dear.
I am alive, and growing each day,
Please think about me, "Maybe pray."
I can give you, love and joy,
I'm going to be a "blissful child."
So listen to me, here my plea,
just one chance, to let you see.
The love, I'll give you, even bliss,
a little smile, a soft sweet kiss.
I hear you say, it's for the best,
It's time to end this awful mess.
I hear those awful words again,
the one's I cannot comprehend.
It won't hurt, there's little pain,
saline solution, your free again.
Free from what? The love I can give,
a smile, a kiss, the right to live.
I feel a rush, of something cold,
It hurt's, it burns, I must be bold.
The poking, the prodding, I try to move,
it hurt's so bad, it cannot be soothed.
Oh please here me, please here my cry,
I'm little, I love you, I don't want to die.
It's over, it's done, my hearts not beating,
I'm lying in pieces, no longer breathing.
I only wished one thing today,
to let me live, and "Maybe pray."
God would have helped us through the storm,
and kept me safe till I was born,
to hide your shame, guilt and doubt.
You choose to take the easy way out.
I suffered, I cried, you didn't care,
Only a fetus, you didn't want there.
There is power, who sits on high,
He loves us all, I've seen him cry.
This thing called Abortion, it's not Gods plan,
it came about through sinful man.
It hurts him so, to see us cry,
the pain we feel before we die.
So stop, and think of God above,
he cares for us, with undying love.
He will forgive you, for what you've done,
that is why he gave his only son.

LETS STOP ABORTION TODAY.
SAMSON

im very impressed this is one of a kind a clarion call , if unpublished pls see to both publications so real,

@nkechi, yeah it a clarion call

lets save the life of this foetus

Thanx saintsam 4 d concluding part and nkechy 4 ur comment i really appreciate

mmmhhh, more talented peepz in here.

Wao lovely

THERE IS A TOWN CALLED ABORTIONSVILLE,
I AINT BEEN THERE BEFORE,
ITS SAID TO BE THE BEST TOWN IN THE WORLD,
POVERTY AND FAMINE IS NOT A PROBLEM,
EVERYONE (RACE) LIVED THERE,
ASIAN,WHITE,LATINO OR BLACK, THEY ARE ALL EQUAL,
ABORTIONSVILLE HAS GOT IT ALL,
GLOBAL WARMING IS NOT A PROBLEM,
INFACT,ABORTIONSVILLE HAS GOT NO PROBLEM,
ABORTIONSVILLE IS THE PLACE TO BE,
IT IS THE CLOSEST THING TO PARADISE, FOR REAL,
ABORTIONSVILLE DOES NOT EXIST,
IT IS JUST MY IMAGINATION,
WHERE ARE ALL THE UNBORN BABIES,
WHERE DO THEY GO AFTER THE PROCESS OF ABORTION,
THEY WOULD HAVE MADE THE WORLD A BETTER PLACE,

words cant explain

OOOOH i groan so loud
wish i could turn back that hands of time
and correct this great wrong i have done
i never meant to get rid of you my sweet unborn baby
but time and circumstance would not let me keep you
its no exuse i know,

Now a couple of years have gone by and i regret my decision
i regret getting rid of you
am sure you would have been a source of joy to my heart
am sure you would have grown to love me so
but now i 'll never know, what life with you would have brought
wish i could turn back the hands of time
wish i could have another chance to show how much i would have cared
cherished and loved you

but now i'll never know
my thoughts are filled daily with the dreadful act i did
i hope u'll forgive me,
i'll give anything to see how you are,
but its all a wish
i can't turn back the hands of time
and i'll never know,

funty:

saintsam;
i love that poem

Thankx, I appreciate.

Replying to this Poem cry of an unborn child. This was my mother's poem written in the 80's. You changed one word from a little boy to a blissful child. My mom died in 2006 and had my self and three brothers hence little boy. I have the original that was taken to a print shop in the 80's and then framed and given to her for a Christmas present. This was for SaintSam