Living in this endless cocoon,

I’ve never seen the outside world.

My eyes are yet to open,

All alone in this big bad womb.

The walls of my prison are growing closer and closer by the day,

I must escape soon…

Thank you mummy, I know daddy won’t be around to see me

But I’m scared, outside I hear voices,

Of you speaking to a man,

Saying “I’m not ready for this”

I won’t be a burden, but a gift,

A gift to life, I promise you mummy.

But what is this?

A hand wrapped in latex, a lot bigger than my own.

Feeling around inside of you,

It is carrying some sort of needle,

I don’t know what is happening but I don’t like it.

Now the needle is inside of me and I’m starting to drift in and out of consciousness.

Please don’t hurt me.

You haven’t met me yet mum,

And now you’re going to let the man kill me?

I don’t know what I have done, but it must have been bad to deserve this,

At only 5 weeks old and no experience of the real world.

My mind is clouded in darkness and I can’t think anymore,

I’m so sorry mother for what I have done,

But aborting me even after I can think for myself,

How can you have decided to make a judgement like that?

I feel the greatest destroyer of world peace today is ‘Abortion’, because it is a war against the child... A direct killing of the innocent child, ‘Murder’ by the mother herself… And if we can accept that a mother can kill even her own child, how can we tell other people not to kill one another? How do we persuade a woman not to have an abortion? As always, we persuade her with love… And we remind ourselves that love means to be willing to give until it hurts… – Murstradamus