Their little hearts beat Inside of their mother
You kill one after another
Why do you want them dead?
It's a brand new life
This baby cannot even cry
It's not your place to stop their hearts
it is freedom of choice
But an innocent baby
This unborn child
the child that dies inside of you
dosnt have that choice
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
thoughtful piece, thanks for sharing