Psalm of the Forsaken
April 17, 2011 Leave a comment
Narrator:
“Abortion,
The fear of life
Expressed in death.”
Mother:
“God, You don’t know what You are doing.”
“I am to blame for someone else feeling my pain.”
“It’s my choice!”
Narrator:
(Sowing-reaping nexus:
“My choice!” a woman expelled from the garden,
My choice!” a child expelled from the womb.
Mother and daughter, giving umbilical, severed.
Choose you this day: a lost embrace or
“Yet you brought me safely from my mother’s womb
and led me to trust you at my mother’s breast.
I was thrust into your arms at my birth.
You have been my God from the moment I was born.”
lost in embrace.)
Narrator:
“Abortion,
Flesh and blood,
Saline solution flood,
Disfigurement, mutilation,
The end of her days vacuumed away.”
“My life is poured out like water,
and all my bones are out of joint.
My heart is like wax,
melting within me.
My strength has dried up like sunbaked clay.
My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth.
You have laid me in the dust and left me for dead.”
Narrator:
“Abortion, the audacity of hope
“Our children will also serve him.
Future generations will hear about the wonders of the Lord.”
They will proclaim his righteousness,
declaring to a people yet unborn:
He has done it!”
Discarded with your signature.”
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