This Poem was Submitted By: Richard C. Jewell On Date: 2001-02-28 11:04:46 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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A Baby's Plea

HI MOMMY! It's me, here I am I'm inside of you Mommy, fulfilling God's plan I'm growing fast Mommy, so I can be born It's dark in here Mommy, but it's nice and warm Thank you for taking such good care of me Some day I'll be one and then I'll be three As you can see Mommy, I still can't count But someday my fingers will show the amount Maybe some day I'll ride on a swing And on my birthday, someone will sing I can't wait for someone to think I'm so cute Even if I'm deformed, deaf, blind or mute It won't be long Mommy, I may start to talk And maybe you'll take me out for a walk I don't care if I'm a girl or boy I just want to be your bundle of joy WHAT'S THE MATTER MOMMY...did I say something wrong? Why am I feeling like I don't belong? I promise to grow as fast as I can Please let me be born the way God has planned Say it's a joke Mommy, say it's a lie Tell me Mommy, I'm not going to die Must I die Mommy, because you hate me so? Or are you afraid that soon I will show? Please don't do it because of the color I'll be God wants me to live, He still loves me And Mommy, whether I'm here by rape, or mistake Please let me live, let me live for God's sake MUST I DIE MOMMY? Please find another way Oh please don't kill me, please let me stay Don't be ashamed of me Mommy or kill me in anger Don't let your body be my torture chamber  I'm afraid Mommy of what I will feel However you do it the pain will be real If they tell you Mommy that I won't cry Please don't listen, they're telling you lies Do you know Mommy, how they'll take my life? Will they burn me alive or use a knife? Don't let them cut off my arms and my legs Let me stay in one piece, Mommy, I beg I'm a real person Mommy, I'm only just small Don't let me burn in a solution of salt I'll feel it burning, though you won't hear me cry My voice is still small, Mommy that's why If it's a partial abortion they're planning to do Please don't let them do it, I'm begging you They pull me until all but my head remains And Mommy they're going to cause me such pain With scissors they'll force a hole in I head Then suck out my brains to make sure I'm dead Oh Mommy I'm begging, please listen to me Let me be born, please hear my plea        

Copyright © February 2001 Richard C. Jewell

Additional Notes:
I wrote this poem because I love kids, all kids, and yes even the unborn kids. As you can see I am against abortion, not against a womans right to choose but against the fact that there should even be a choice involved when it comes to taking a life. I researched everything I wrote, I didn't make anything up just to make rhymes. I'm sorry if anyone and for anyone who disagrees. Thank you TPC for giving me a means to express what lays heavy on my heart. As you may tell by this poem I am not too good with punctuation. My motivation is to get messages out. You'll have to read it in order to judge and/or critique it. Richard


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