What happens to the child
Carelessly conceived
Product of an act of passion
Unplanned little seed
What happens to the unborn
Some call a choice
A mistake that was made
Who has not yet a voice
Heart beat in a tiny chest
Nerves no doubt can feel
The pain of a hard object
Agonizing silent scream
Though blind minds can't see
The horror of the deed
Slaughter of defenseless innocents
Without a second thought
Hide behind laws of man
Politicians that are bought
Country of hypocrites
Shout save the whale
Save the seal, save the tree
But it's ok to kill
The human babies
America's own legal holocaust
Simply a procedure
With nothing lost
Plucked from a mother's womb
Like a dentist pulls a tooth
(c)Leatherman 2012
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
Monday, February 6, 2012
The Redeemer
He’s the ray of sunshine warming a face
The air that surrounds us in a gentle embrace
He’s the salt in tears cried in the dark
The flicker of a flame, a candles’ spark
He’s the innocence of children
Who haven’t learned hate
The Redeemer of mankind patiently waits
He’s the roaring ocean and the howling winds
The mover of mountains, disdainer of sins
He’s a newborn’s breath at the beginning of life
A dying man’s Savoir from a world full of strife
He knows all we say, think and do
Even if you don’t believe in Him
He believes in you
Leatherman © 2012
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