Abortion Poem
Abortion!! There are people who do not care about this topic. For a moment of fun between a boy and girl often ends in the serious topic of abortion. Mostly, the innocent child in mother's womb becomes the victim or prey. I hope this poem will change many mother's and father's mind so that the innocent unheard voice will get a chance to live. !!Please don't give your child the name of abortion. !!
Unheard Voice
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Littin Thomas Modoor
Nine months are slowly getting close,
I am surrounded by the blanket of yours;
Slowly I am growing in your womb,
Please don’t send me to the tomb;
Oh mother, can’t you hear my voice?
Don’t you have another choice?
Aren’t you happy? You can see me soon,
I am excited to see the world of sun and moon;
In your womb, I am counting days,
To show you mother, my little gaze;
Oh mother, can’t you hear my voice?
Don’t you have another choice?
Mother, I am excited for my first toy,
I promise I will become your joy;
Please don’t feel me as a burden,
Whatever you decide cannot be undone;
Oh mother, can’t you hear my voice?
Don’t you have another choice?
I know you are waiting to see me play,
More than you I am excited to see that day;
Oh mother, won’t you start my life story,
Please don’t make my life a history;
Oh mother, can’t you hear my voice?
Don’t you have another choice?
I am excited to play in your lap,
With my deeds, I will make you clap;
Oh mother, give me a chance to live,
Even if you don’t, I will forgive;
Oh mother, my life is now a question,
Please don’t give it name of abortion.
I am surrounded by the blanket of yours;
Slowly I am growing in your womb,
Please don’t send me to the tomb;
Oh mother, can’t you hear my voice?
Don’t you have another choice?
Aren’t you happy? You can see me soon,
I am excited to see the world of sun and moon;
In your womb, I am counting days,
To show you mother, my little gaze;
Oh mother, can’t you hear my voice?
Don’t you have another choice?
Mother, I am excited for my first toy,
I promise I will become your joy;
Please don’t feel me as a burden,
Whatever you decide cannot be undone;
Oh mother, can’t you hear my voice?
Don’t you have another choice?
I know you are waiting to see me play,
More than you I am excited to see that day;
Oh mother, won’t you start my life story,
Please don’t make my life a history;
Oh mother, can’t you hear my voice?
Don’t you have another choice?
I am excited to play in your lap,
With my deeds, I will make you clap;
Oh mother, give me a chance to live,
Even if you don’t, I will forgive;
Oh mother, my life is now a question,
Please don’t give it name of abortion.
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My name is Manda and I'm 17 years old. I got pregnant and was told my baby would suffer extreme birth defects to its major organs and had a 20% chance of even making it past 6 months of me being pregnant due to the medications that I was on. I didn't want to abort my baby, that's the last thing I EVER wanted but it wasn't fair to bring a baby into this world that would suffer so much.
I had the abortion 3 weeks ago and every day I feel guilt and pain for doing that to my perfect little angel.
To some people abortion isn't right and I used to be pro-life until now. Sometimes there is exceptions and times where you need to become a little more open minded.
Your poem was written nicely though.
Manda Jean Submitted Aug 2009
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Hannah, US Submitted Nov 2009
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Christie, UK Submitted Nov 2009
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Something that made me write a poem in the perspective of a child was these crucial facts and stats:
"More than 42 million abortions were carried out from 1973 to 2002
2 out of every 100 women have an abortion each year"
I agree with the comments above, I know how valuable a child is for his/her mother. But, I wanted to reach out to those 42 million mothers who didn't think the same way!! I do realize that there can be exception as (Manda's case) above. But it is hard to believe that those 42 million cases were exceptions.
"This poem begs the question, why would anyone purposely kill their own baby?"
Hanna, I know no mother can perform that act! But, that's the question I am trying to ask to those 42 million mothers.
"this poem made me cry and cry."
Christie, I apologize if it made you cry!! Tears flow through my eyes too when I read those facts.
Thanks for reading the poem !!!
Littin Modoor, Canada Submitted Nov 2009
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Teilla, USA Submitted Jun 2010
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Carlina Cole, Il Submitted Jul 2010
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I love pro-life, although I do understand there are some EXTREME cases in which, for the benefit of either or both the mother and child its better to do the unthinkable.
I would like to just say if its okay with you I will be using your poem as an example; fully referenced of course.
so thank you very much, I had a hard time holding back the tears during class time. =D
Gemma ♥
Gemma, Australia Submitted Aug 2010
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Mistelyn, Missouri Submitted Sep 2010
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Connie, Tennessee Submitted Feb 2011
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I am not sure if you are aware of the fact that people get abortion even after 3 months!! An unborn fetus's heart starts beating at about 5 weeks! That's about one month! If you can have an abortion after 1 month then it's simply wrong! So that means it is a child when abortion is allowed to take place! The "BLOB" or The "Ball of tissue" which ever you call it, grows it's fingers and toes by 2 months! I understand that abortions are sometimes needed to save the life of the pregnant woman. But that's a whole different story! Careless teens make horrible choices by having sex when they shouldn't be and usually end up aborting their child! why don't you just give the baby a life and if you can't take care of it put it up for Adoption than just simply killing a poor innocent baby! This poem is for those careless teenagers and even married woman who got pregnant and just don't want an another baby........
Limiya Thomas,Ontario Submitted Mar 2011
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Gabby Dutton, Leicester Submitted Dec 2011
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South Africa Submitted Mar 2012
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Sadie, Minnesota Submitted Apr 2012
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If you kill a baby which you brought into this world, you go to jail for murder.
Why is abortion a different story all together?
Samantha , Ireland Submitted Jun 2012
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Emily, Usa Submitted 7/10/2012
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Kim, Yorkshire Submitted 8/1/2012
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When my sister was pregnant with my nephew they told her he was going to be born with a major heart defect, and the doctors told her to abort him every time she went to the doctor. They told her he was going to die once he was born, or he was going be mentally retarded, my sister decided to have my nephew either way and when he was born he was the most perfect baby. He didn't have anything wrong with him. Sometimes the doctors are wrong and everyone needs to let the baby be born in order to believe the doctors!
Jonathan, Texas Submitted 11/18/2012
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I did it. I was 16, My boyfriend had mental health issues I would have had nowhere to live, no job, my boyfriends family would of made our lives hell and I think I probably would have lost most of mine. I couldn't think, I thought on it for 3 weeks, I just, I just was blank I couldn't handle it all and if I couldn't even handle being pregnant how could I have handled being a mother? I regret what I did everyday of my life, I killed that little blip on the screen, my little blip. My little blip had eyelids and fingernails and I killed it. Everyone just kept telling me why it was a bad thing. I wish now I really had someone tell me why it was a good thing.
I had an abortion because I thought I would loose everything, I thought I would have a mental breakdown. It's a month down the line, and I have lost all of those things anyway, and I'm close to a mental breakdown, and I don't have my angel.
Hollie, England Submitted 12/27/2012
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