RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Mirrors Of The Past - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Looking into mirrors of the past, seeing Americans
always working hard, supporting their families.
What happened to those people that I see when looking
into mirrors of the past?
Nowadays, women sleeping around, as are men, creating
and aborting babies, being so proud of their sins.
What about all these children they are murdering, never
giving them a chance to take their first breath.
Never seeing their mother or father's faces before being
killed, dying from abortions.
All those good decent women who bore their children,
raised and took care of them throughout life and into
Those self-same children now killing and aborting their
own children, using the excuse it's their body, their
If they would only abstain from having sex, they'd have
a choice, they'd never get pregnant, their own bodies
would not change within in order to hold the child they
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