Austyn Chimbuoyim

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The Unborn


To God it Cried
Abel's blood for vengeance.
For justice theirs cry
Much louder than his.

Oh victims of the neo-science!
In the echelon of the new world
Their silent voice though piercing,
Resounds in a deafening bang.

Altars are erected;
For God, no, for death
The altar of science thirsts for blood
Where Satan is himself the chief priest.

The undying voice of the defenseless:
Where could be safer?
When the womb can no longer contain
Can the test tube shelter?

Hei allies, agents of death!
Hardly had they lived than died.
Yes, they died once
You will die many times.

Weak and defenseless they seem
Powerful and protected you appear.
Yet God is their shepherd
And death your guardian.

Like them you longed to see the light
You deserved it no more than them.
Now you live so that they die
You too will die when they live…

Like Abel, their maker hears them
For He hears, who made the ear
Unlike Cain, he'll not spare you
Since He punishes, who corrects nations[1]


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[1] [Ps.94: 9-10]

Submitted: Wednesday, November 14, 2012
Edited: Wednesday, November 14, 2012

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