Sarah's Choice Poem by Denis Martindale

The unborn child was helpless there,
Within the mother's womb...
And if that mother didn't care,
Then that would be a tomb...
While Sarah mused the pros and cons,
Her lifestyle to maintain,
Her tiny child was held in bonds,
Which destiny to gain?

Would it be life, would it be death,
Would it be chosen right?
Consider Christ from Nazareth
Who shared each baby's plight...
Just one mistake, one selfish act,
One cold catastrophe
And death would be the callous act
Marked for eternity...

So who are we to end new life,
Before that life can start?
It's no excuse because it's rife
To break another heart...
The tragic truth is sinners know
That guilt is everywhere,
It doesn't matter where you go,
You'll find abortion there...

Successful Sarah had a choice,
Another life to give,
The blessing meant for girls and boys
With their own lives to live...
When visions come like dreams so real,
They prophesy God's plans,
Then who are we to stop or steal
Such tiny feet and hands?

Society has lots to say,
Of human rights and more,
But what of those who kneel and pray
As they obey God's Law?
Is their voice silenced or approved?
Did Jesus die for nought?
And what of God? Is His heart moved
By what young Sarah thought?

How long before the tide is turned?
This bloody trail of tears...
How long before this world has learned
The wisdom of the years?
Repentance. Is it just a word?
Well, Scrooge knew what to do...
A gentle heart in him was stirred...
And in young Sarah, too...