Thursday, November 13, 2008
Please don’t kill me!!
Who did You make today Lord?
Into whom did You breathe new life?
Was it a doctor, a nurse or a priest,
A pilot, or singer, or wife?
Each child had a hope and a future to come
Did You plan it as the world was formed.?
What happens if they aren’t allowed to live
And aborted as they are born?
Is the sigh of a breeze between the trees
A whisper of babies breath?
Or the moan of the wind high in the sky
Angels grieving at more death yet?
God gave us the knowledge to make a life
Have we the care to bestow?
Will we nurture and cherish each child we have
As they’re future we come to know?
You may be the mother of a famous man
Or a Godly holy priest
You are a part of God’s great plan
A mother, a leader, at least.