When skeins of wool,
I gave to man,
He took my hide for coat!
When meat and milk,
I gave to him,
He took my life as well!
When healthy babe,
God gives to Eve,
She kills the child in womb!
When born is child,
Healthy, alive,
She smothers it to death!
Oh, what a cruel act man does
When killing own offspring!
When Potter made the pot of clay,
And breathed His life within,
Man breaks the pot for no reason,
Before it could be used!
The vessels that are not deformed,
Without a single crack,
Are broken recklessly by men,
Like Abortion,
Infanticide!
Each child is priceless, living gift
From God to man, woman;
He makes each child by love from heart,
That overflows each time!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 18-08-2010
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem