The Ultimate Price

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How could one decide,                                                                                                                                                    To make this choice?                                                                                                                                              To speak for oneself,                                                                                                                                             But not give him a voice.                                                                                                                                                                                                                   To feel no regret,                                                                                                                                                     To have no remorse,                                                                                                                                          And only believe it                                                                                                                                                       A minor recourse.                                                                                                                              Warm and secure,                                                                                                                                                In the depths of a womb,                                                                                                                                                All the while not knowing,                                                                                                                                         He's destined for doom.                                                                                                                                                An unborn child,                                                                                                                                 The faint breath of life,                                                                                                                   Snuffed so abruptly,                                                                                                                                             All done in strife.                                                                                                                                                 The news and the media                                                                                                                                               Tell of terrible crimes,                                                                                                                                              War, Fighting, and Killings,                                                                                                                                        Chaos defining our times.                                                                                                                                                Yet all of this together                                                                                                                                           Just doesn't measure up,                                                                                                                                                      To the violence endured,                                                                                                                                            By these innocent ones.                                                                                                                                               Fifty million lives,                                                                                                                                             Taken away,                                                                                                                                             Since the horrible law                                                                                                                                                      Of Roe v.s. Wade.                                                                                                                                                 To make the decision,                                                                                                                                            To give life to my baby,                                                                                                                                                Will hopefully help others,                                                                                                            ...Just maybe, Oh maybe....                                                                                           

 

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Sorry the way it was submitted messed up the lines. But it's worth the struggle to read! Hope you guys like it.

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