The Silent Cry

I wasn’t old enough to vote

I would have said, “No!”

This is America

The “home of the free.”

I was never free

Never given the chance,

Someone else made that choice

And decided I wasn’t worth it.

Won’t someone fight for me?

For the voices that cry, unheard,

Who will take up the fight?

Who will take a stand for life?

The day was almost here

To see my mommy’s face,

Feel her kiss my head

And cradle me in her arms.

But then a blast of air

Cold and harsh and cruel,

And I felt myself being sucked away

Away from Mommy, away from life.

I didn’t understand, it wasn’t fair

I never saw her face

If she’d just seen me, held me

I know she would’ve wanted to keep me-forever.

I didn’t die because of guns, or a war

My life was stolen—

Simply because I was not wanted

Just because I wasn’t convenient.

And now I’m gone

Just a whisper of life

I never said, “I love you”

I was never given the chance.