DearChild

Hello amazing bloggers!! Hope you all are doing great and having an amazing winter.

This is something I really wanted to share for a long time, but never did until now. Abortion or foeticide  is something which is never much talked about and considered a heinous and inhuman act. People hate the very idea of abortion in general and I am no different. So, I’ve come up with this short poem to express my disdain on this. I hope you all will find this worth reading and sharing.

I love to play with knives

a fun thing to do

Especially when I find of lives

That I’ve stabbed you

The red starts to pour

And you start to scream

In the deep of the night hour

You hope this is a dream

No DearChild

It’s not a dream

You are wide awake in the wild

And your eyes now gleam

Now close your eyes DearChild

For now your time’s almost done

Just rest your eyes mild

Trust me, Hell will be fun….

Advertisements

20 Comments

  1. Well, having had an illegal abortion many years ago in South Africa (the procedure was banned at the time and, as a married woman suffering from prolonged post-natal depression after the birth of my third child, it was the only way to go without all the delays entailed in psychiatric testing) I completely relate to this. It leaves a permanent scar on the soul. Only now can I write about it without crying …

    Liked by 3 people

      1. Unfortunately that isnt the case people don’t care about that. If they’re making money from it they will do it. You’re blog actually inspired me to write my own blog post on abortion. Youcan check that out if you like

        Liked by 2 people

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s