Abortion

She was a beautiful child.
Such a wonder she was.
Her mother was a s l u t .
Maybe that was the cause.

There came that day.
When the deed was done.
There was no one to stop it.
The mother had won.

With the baby cold and dead.
The mother was satisfied.
No one really cared.
God was the only one who cried.

The child was a miracle
destroyed by a w h o r e.
A sadly mistaken woman...
who should be found dead on the floor.

To take a new life
without any regret.
A dispicable being...
But the miracle has not been born yet.

She will be born again
to a family much more caring.
Little will they know
A miracle the new mother will be bearing.

They have futures too..
Do not destroy that in their eyes.
Because everytime you kill..
God really does cry.