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I feel very strongly about abortion and read about and know about a lot of people that have had abortions. To me it is murder and killing a soul before it has a chance. God creates these souls inside a mother's body so they can be born, not murdered. I hope you enjoy this poem, it's the deepest I have.

My Almost Mother

© Whitni Brandle
You steal my life,
I have no chance,
I want to live,
And find life's romance.

You strike me down,
Do you have no soul?
I thought you would love me,
'Cause I love you so.

I call you mother,
And father too,
But you kill me,
And it doesn't bother you.

Do you wonder what I would be,
Do you wonder what I am,
I wanted to be a football player,
To be your little man.

My birthday was yesterday,
The one you got to miss,
But I'm up in Heaven,
With all of death's gifts.

God loves me,
I hope you love me too,
But it doesn't look like it,
Since I'm not there with you.

I hope you know I love you,
I love you very much,
But I wish you could hear my voice,
And feel my baby touch.

My heart started to beat,
When you killed me in cold blood,
My ears started to hear your voice,
It was a warming flood.

You felt me kick,
You never heard me talk,
How can you be so heartless,
To not want to see your baby walk.

I'll never have a kid myself,
Nor will my sister have a brother,
I would have protected her,
But you never protected me...

Goodbye now and forever...
My Almost Mother.


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Published: Mar 2011

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  • This poem is so true. I had abortions many, many years ago and I now constantly cry, plead and beg God and the babies for forgiveness. I know God has forgiven me but I will never forgive myself. I am tormented and slowly destroying myself for what I did but I deserve no mercy. I wish I could turn back time and undo the horror that I did.

    Barbara, California Submitted Jul 2011
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  • My baby just died today, over an abortion....her mother had other goals to chase, but all I wanted was just to hold her/him in my arms. I loved him/her with all my heart, I felt helpless and unloving the minute it started happening, it was as if she was crying out for my help when the doctor was busy sucking her out. I believe she felt pain, I know I did too! After reading these poems I cried over and over again. I'll never feel whole again.

    Mayors Staden, South Africa Submitted Oct 2011
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  • I am 16 and I live in foster care. At the start of the summer I was raped by a boy in the house where I was staying. I didn't realize I was pregnant until September and I really did want to keep it. I want a child, but when I'm older. I got it aborted but I really regret it. but equally, I do not know if I would have been able to give birth to it knowing how it was conceived, and I could never have put him/her into foster care because I know what it's like and I could never put a child through that.

    Em, England Submitted Nov 2011
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  • I also am pro~life so I don't hate your poem. I just don't feel like this is the forum for it because there seems to be a lot of hurting people on here who are full of regret and your poem makes it sound like only heartless monsters would ever have a abortion.

    Victoria, Seattle, WA Submitted 9/18/2012
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  • I thought your poem was kind of harsh. I know a lot of woman that have had abortions and they later regret it. You are hurting a lot of people by this poem.

    Aracely, Pittsburg Submitted 3/21/2013
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