Abortion, An Unborn Story! Poem by Raj Kashyap

Help me Mommy!
I'm being cruelly torn,
All I want is to shine,
& de chance to born.

I'm not de child of sin,
Don't spill me in bin,
My future looks pale,
Be ready, for my tale!

Green Allies all around,
Engraving red wounds,
My Tiny Heart shivers,
Silent screams whispers!

A knife coming my way,
Having a lot to say,
It chopped my tiny feet,
Like a piece of meat!

They knocked my spine,
Silently, like de pine,
My Neck gets choken,
Small ribs, all broken!

Help, Help me Mommy,
Please, I'm in danger!
My beautiful brown eyes,
Wants to see that sky!

They chopped my fingers,
Like pieces of ginger,
My limbs got wiped,
De soul getting swiped!

My nose smelling death,
This is my last breath,
They crushed my skull,
So my brain gets null!

Dear Mommy! ! !
Seven months already,
Two waiting to go,
But why am I pulled,
I'm not ready to go.

Now, I am in heaven,
Live here with fun,
An angel w/o wings,
A daughter of sins!

Only thing I wished,
That daddy could take,
Me on a tour & heal,
De areas where I sour!

Dear Mommy, I know,
You loved me too,
I know you've cried,
To make things right!

- By Raj Kashyap…