The bulging belly tells a story
Her naked hand is a cause for shame
She is scared
And alone
Fornicators look at her
And laugh
Pointing
Three fingers point back
She thinks her only way out
Is to destroy the thing inside
Angels and demons struggle in her head
Fighting for life
She goes to church
Pro-life people shun her
They whisper:
"She is not married"
Against all odds she decided to tell her family
She is going to see this through
She encounters anger
What a little whore she is
God seems to not love her
She makes an appointment
Tears in her eyes she ascends
The stairs
Carrying the weight of her cross
The doctor will see you
Then behold
A miracle
A women dressed with the sun
Do not harm this child
Take comfort my daughter
I have been where you are
I have received their teasing
Do not listen to them
God himself has touched you
The bulging belly tells a story
Her naked hand proves how brave she really is.
Teenage Pregnancy Or Abortion
Bravest Of Us All
Published by Family Friend Poems March 2008 with permission of the Author.
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