Father of an Abortion
A voice of silence, never a word
an unborn child, her child, never to be heard.
Taken away, her choice, her child, not mine
to say or speak, only a waste of time.
A shadow of the darkness, day and night
the pain I feel for my unborn child inside.
No longer a life, but a spirit of the mind
only a memory I see of my child as I cry.
A small tiny life, a tragic cost
for the love of my unborn child, the child I lost.
an unborn child, her child, never to be heard.
Taken away, her choice, her child, not mine
to say or speak, only a waste of time.
A shadow of the darkness, day and night
the pain I feel for my unborn child inside.
No longer a life, but a spirit of the mind
only a memory I see of my child as I cry.
A small tiny life, a tragic cost
for the love of my unborn child, the child I lost.