Post by raja on Mar 10, 2004 16:43:25 GMT -5
a poem that was inspired after i saw horrible but honest pictures of the truth of abortion at abortioncams.com
"To Live"
To live and breath and cherish
Is a luxury if looked at properly
To feel love and pain and pride
Is the positive/negative balance we exist in
Life, such an elaborate, complex, yet simple experience
Which leaves many aspects to approach
I yearned for the capability of choice
To show you, that once down, you can only go up
So mommy, let me break it down to the sweet simplicity it truly is...
I was given to you, no matter from where
I was GIVEN to YOU, to nurture
I was waiting to see your face
To think...so this is what beauty and delicious curiosity is
I wanted to simply see colors and experience sensations
I wanted to feel the negatives, weed through them
Then over come them to see the worth of this life
But wait...is this honestly about what I want?
This is MY life...right?
I wanted you to show them you're not selfish
I wanted you to realize your blood is not cold
That cynical denial isn't clogging your pores
And that you couldn't reject such an infinitely grand gift...right?
Fear and irresponsibility wither people away to dust
I felt your womb surrounding me and didn't want you to become that dust
Denying me these things I desperately want to endure
That couldn't be for my own good...could it?
Could it be possible that a beautiful, innocent, purity
Just might be considered a consequence?
Is it plausible that I am at fault for my existence?
Was I the cause of such a careless conception you now want to abort?
Please, tell me I shouldn't be disappointed
Please explain to me why I can't have YOU?!
Why this is so RIGHT...and not WRONG?
Why having me SUCKED out of this life is okay
Oh Mommy, to feel your finger, inside my small hand
To feel air rush into my lungs
To experience these simple sensations we take for granted
To let earth, emotion, and knowledge enrapture me
Oh to LIVE, mommy...to only live.
"To Live"
To live and breath and cherish
Is a luxury if looked at properly
To feel love and pain and pride
Is the positive/negative balance we exist in
Life, such an elaborate, complex, yet simple experience
Which leaves many aspects to approach
I yearned for the capability of choice
To show you, that once down, you can only go up
So mommy, let me break it down to the sweet simplicity it truly is...
I was given to you, no matter from where
I was GIVEN to YOU, to nurture
I was waiting to see your face
To think...so this is what beauty and delicious curiosity is
I wanted to simply see colors and experience sensations
I wanted to feel the negatives, weed through them
Then over come them to see the worth of this life
But wait...is this honestly about what I want?
This is MY life...right?
I wanted you to show them you're not selfish
I wanted you to realize your blood is not cold
That cynical denial isn't clogging your pores
And that you couldn't reject such an infinitely grand gift...right?
Fear and irresponsibility wither people away to dust
I felt your womb surrounding me and didn't want you to become that dust
Denying me these things I desperately want to endure
That couldn't be for my own good...could it?
Could it be possible that a beautiful, innocent, purity
Just might be considered a consequence?
Is it plausible that I am at fault for my existence?
Was I the cause of such a careless conception you now want to abort?
Please, tell me I shouldn't be disappointed
Please explain to me why I can't have YOU?!
Why this is so RIGHT...and not WRONG?
Why having me SUCKED out of this life is okay
Oh Mommy, to feel your finger, inside my small hand
To feel air rush into my lungs
To experience these simple sensations we take for granted
To let earth, emotion, and knowledge enrapture me
Oh to LIVE, mommy...to only live.
