CAN YOU HEAR
THEIR CRY
I was
safe in my
mother
Alive and
growing
What was
to come
There was
no way of
knowing
From the
child inside
Can you
hear their cry
What have
I done
Please tell
me why
You knew
what you were
doing
You knew
I would come
Now you
don’t want
A daughter,
a son
Do you
hear their cry
From the
abortionist table
Before they die
You shall not murder.
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