The Unborn Child

Sarah was the young girl’s name

Subjected to her walk of shame

Engulfed by fear, she walks alone

To the clinic near her home

As she nears the door, she hears a voice

“Young lady, you know you have a choice!”

With tear dimmed eyes, she pleads her case

“My child deserves a better place!

Three days ago, his father OD’ed

And his mother is useless as you can see

Destined to walk the streets alone

Incapable of providing an adequate home.”

The man said, “As for your decisions, I won’t impede

But, first there’s something that I want you to read.”

With a reluctant gasp, now fearing regret

Though the words that he penned, she would never forget:

I struggle with these things. Can’t find the words to say.

I’ll put pen to paper. It’s better that way.

My name is John. LeAnn is my wife.

My whole world! The love of my life!

Our dream to have a family and children of our own

Slowly faded as the time had moved on.

I’m not here to condemn, nor do I hate.

I’m simply here to alter your fate.

The following words that I say not to revile.

I speak not for you, but for your unborn child.

“I speak for your child for which your womb

Will become his dark and dreary tomb.

He’ll never hear the birds in spring.

He’ll never hear his mother sing.

“Abort!” They say. The wiser choice.

Your child who’s silenced has no voice.

For his fate, he can’t defend.

Molek’s gift by mortal men.”

Our rental house has remained vacant since May.

It’s yours to lodge if you need a place to stay.

We’ll do what we can to aid your escape

From this life of pain that you’ve grown to hate.

Our love and support we’re glad to extend.

 Signed: Yours Truly, John and LeAnn

Amazed, bewildered, and in disbelief

Streams of tears flowed down her cheeks

Without hesitation, she accepted his plea

A new chapter is written she could never foresee

Sara’s best life is about to begin

With a selfless act from John and LeAnn

Her son that she bore, a beautiful child

She snuggled him close and said with a smile

“My son, my son, have all of my love.

You’re just like an angel sent from above.

I beg of you please forgive my sin.

To think about what might have been.

Almost sentenced to premature death

Prior to taking your very first breath.

A vow will I take to be mother and friend,

Your guardian and protector to the bitter end.”

Sara’s path was doomed from birth

Self-hatred subdued her valid worth

And in the twinkling of an eye, dawn broke through the rain

In her abject life of distress and pain

Time will mend the pieces broken within

Through a simple act of kindness by John and LeAnn

This story is made up, The characters too

This isn’t about them, It’s about me and you!

Together, we can make a difference!

The following appears to be the same, but has quite a different ending as you will soon see.

Sarah was the young girl’s name

Subjected to her walk of shame

Engulfed by fear, she walks alone

To the clinic near her home

As she nears the door… silence reins

No voice of comfort to ease her pain

John wasn’t there like as before

No, this John is much too busy to darken the clinic door

There is a business to run and bills to pay

Life, it seems to have gotten in the way

Sara’s child, now sentenced to premature death

Prior to taking his very first breath

She just wanted the family that she never had

She longed for her son to be raised with a dad

Walks in the park and trips to the zoo

Now, broken dreams are all she’s accrued

You see, three days ago, the child’s father OD’ed

And his mother is useless as you can see

Destined to walk the streets alone

Incapable of providing an adequate home

She walks back to her ram shackled shack of a home

Three days now passed, she sits alone

There’s no one there to aid her escape

From this life of pain that she’s grown to hate

A bottle of pills will make it alright

She’ll meet her demise in the depths of the night

This fabricated story engineered in the mind

Serves to illuminate the pain of those left behind

Together, we can make a difference!

This was written to shed light on the impact or the lack thereof that we have on humanity. We live in a world full of people who are hurting. People, whose lives could be permanently altered if we do our part. Together, we can make a difference!

J. Bret McGlaun

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