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the_girl_punk90

Dominican Republic

September 29, 2009

It tells your child "

From the sky in which God gives us his tender affection
For life!, Mom, you speak your child.


God knew me when I got into your belly
I wanted to and I love you,
you an abortion with impiety that terrifies
and did not see the sun, not your eyes, and knew the land.


I am the voice that loaded question of blame,
Why destroy me if life is sacred?
Did not you know that while you pulled me
my right to life and light negabas me?


For me it was inhumane, surprisingly, the moment,
they annihilated me without my consent.


From the moment a fertilized egg,
fertile seed is already surrounding the creation,
is the fragile seed that generates energy
and I, mom, be part of creation wanted
You were yourself a point, a small trickle,
when my grandmother turn in her womb conceived you,
embryo the creature be not worth the crime
pro-abortion that the Herod wield;
It is alarming that this must be stopped!
Every single mother her son should have it.



Against the human race today can buy consciences,
to kill without restraint are licensed,
practicing abortion is getting to the bottom,
because there are many gains, is pay dirt.


Incipient life I was your being blessed,
helpless, innocent, your heart and heard
and depended on you not knowing it was a burden,
decide it for me ... and no more than kill me.


As I lift your remorse two truths:
Jesus forgave and said: "I do not sin again"
also said: "Forgive them!, if my suffering is pleasure,
these men do not know, Father, what they do. "


That was your sin, then neither knew
the scope of the crime committed before God.
What to expect mothers to abort relapse,
without fear of trial that ultimately measured?


Ya no llores ... listening to your conscience immigrated
to speak for all who are in danger,
You're already forgiven because nobody told you
or firm convinced you you had your son,
tell this to those mothers who are planning the same,
its intention to stop them because they go deep.


Maternal it was an example of the Virgin Mary
he saved his son from the unholy slaughter.


Tell them you've cried and you repent
imploring mercy for the evil done,
if not listen and continue its work of murderers
then pray for them because they are warned
and if you save any of those already sentenced,
in his eyes mirrored mine will look
and feel good then you would have done
with the unwanted child closer to your chest.


From the sky in which God gives us his tender affection for life!, Mom, you speak your child.

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