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A Letter from an Extinguished Life
For all the defenseless children caught in adult wars.
Oh, I heard a little story
Of a world so colorful and bright
Where people set the stakes sky high
Dancing to the rhythm of the wind
Defining their own history
A place where the freest birds take flight
Stretching out their feathered wings as they paint the dashing sky
Oh, I aspired to be one of their kind
It was a long-awaited day when I met life
A gentle being who promised birth
In a world full of budding trees
I smiled and said, “I’ll do my best to make you proud!”
With hopes and dreams running rife
I fantasized about the famous earth
Where vacant seas quietly appease
And living is out loud
A few weeks in I met my heartbeat
Its rhythm like a symphony
One, two, three, one, two, three
A chance to finally spread my wings
Oh, with that I’d be complete
I’d pave my path ambitiously
Oh, to live is to be free
That is when they pulled the strings
Angry men rob like plunderers
I shriek in pain and objection
But their hearing is impaired
They dare not listen
For they might discover that we are brothers
Heaven forbid they might feel a connection
Grown men are sorely scared
Of fading sparkles that forgot to glisten
But what if I could be a new kind of splendor
What if I could light the world
What if time could lose its meaning
What if I could redefine it
The stolen possibilities are scattered like embers
The dreamers dream once unfurled
Now screaming
But remember it wasn’t me that quit
Oh, I sob into my vanished story
Weakened by the fading light
Life is rare, and I wave it goodbye
A promising song that the tyrants viciously declined
They wrap themselves in their own glory
Romping through the night
They took my chance, I asked them why
Their sad excuse was awfully blind
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This piece is written from point of view of an aborted life. I know Abortion is a very heavy and controversial topic in modern society, and it is one I feel deeply inspired to address. As a person and as a writer I am most motivated by people and the potential and possiblity they have to fly. Many people view abortion from a selfish perspective. "It's a womans choice," a phrase I hear all too often. But what about the baby? What about the human being that could be born? What about the person that could become something original, wonderful, and great!? So beside the controversy, and the debate I am unafraid to write about abortion. Because when defenseless life's cannot fight for themselves, it is our duty to stand up, be loud, and fight for them!