Anthem For Abortion Poem by Patricia Refilwe Baloyi

Anthem for abortion
When I consider how many lives are daily lost
Thy souls burnt to suffer
Labor denied thy souls
Rendered the talents useless
Buried the seeds, but do not have graves
Denied the world the opportunity to grieve
Doctors would say thy seed is a fetus
Who is there to hand out grievances?
Souls have vanished from sight
Souls murdered without a fight
Does Doth God need such an offense?
Mobs should whistle
Thy souls cannot be lost without a wrestle