No Apologies

 

Perhaps my pro-life

Poems sound

Or read

As if to force

A moral.

 

But this

Is how I feel,

No apologies.

 

And I don’t care

Who’s offended,

Or who’s disturbed,

When I call abortion

Nothing less than

Murder.

 

Reader, if you

Are pro-life,

You feel the same.

However,

If you are pro-choice,

You are offended,

And I don’t care.

No apologies.

 

If you want freedom

To spread your legs

Be responsible

Raise the baby

 

If you were raped,

Prosecute the man

Who did the deed,

Don’t persecute

The innocent child

 

If you’re too young

To have a baby

You’re too young

To have sex

 

And I don’t care who

I offend

Saying all of this

No apologies

 

Abortion

In the case of

A child who

Will die anyway

Is like shooting a man

Who will die

Because he jumped

From a tall building

Still murder

 

Thousands of couples

Waiting to adopt

And here’s a scary thought

 

Teens who abort

Are twice as likely

To commit suicide

As those who don’t

 

Offended by the facts?

I don’t care.

No apologies.

 

Something scarier

Planned Parenthood

Breaks the law

By not reporting rape

By not reporting incest

By not reporting abortions

They perform on minors

 

Offended by the facts?

I don’t care.

No apologies

 

That little pill?

That shot?

That ring?

They stop ovulation, yes,

But they change the

Lining of the cervix

Increasing your chance

Of cervical cancer.

They change the lining

Of the womb

So if an egg gets though

And is fertilized

It can’t attach,

Causing a chemical abortion

 

Offended by the facts?

I don’t care.

No apologies.