Open Poetry #36 |
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Abortion's Untold Truths |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA ![]() |
Abortion’s Untold Truths (An Acrostic) Alone, white sterile drapes Bunched around my shaking legs Opened in cold stainless steel stirrups painted Red with blood, I cry thinking how The doctor said I’d feel no pain. I never realized you’d have fingers and toes Or that I’d already see my features in your tiny face. No one told me you’d be perfectly formed. Someone should have told me. They said it “was not a life”, that you “were not a baby” and I Respected their professional words as truth Until the moment I saw their lies in your stone-still form. Ten years have passed and yet I see Hands, tiny and motionless. Forgive me, I never knew. Someone should have told me. This poem is not meant to stir up debate. I will say I've never had an abortion, but I have known many women who have had their lives forever changed by this one decision. I find it a shame in a world where we can send men and women into space and land them on another planet that we can not counsel women properly on abortion before hand. I curse the clinics that convince women that they are doing this in their best interests without informing them of the physical and, even more, the psychological aspects their decision will have on them for many years to come. |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Amen. |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
echoing Kari...Amen! |
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Cloud 9 Senior Member
since 2004-11-05
Posts 980Ca |
i cried on this one.... |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
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