Poem Against Abortion

In religious terms, life belongs to God. He creates it and He alone has the right to eradicate it. In our day, life seemingly turns to let-go its divinity as humanity turns to scientific explanations to our world.

Life, according to religious and scientific general interpretation begins at the moment of fusion of the male and female cells. Getting rid of that human person equals murder that generates later a weight of lifetime guilt to a mother.

Here, my persona is the soon to killed human person in the womb.

A Sour Sea of Love

Mama,

unto thy son...

a just, conducive and refreshing

sea of love.

Mama,

unto thy son

is love:

cherishes, prolongs and cleanses

the barreness.

Mama,

unto thy son, why

rage of irateness that hurts?

Why hate? Curse? Murder, from gods?

Ebbed has the love?

Mama,

unto thy son

is the infiltrating razor of death:

fate, oblivion and sin

to fruit of love reason.

Mama,

unto thy mat of guilt

is my divine flesh of denied manhood:

coffin of rejection

that is your curse.

Mama,

from thy tomb

I'd lament

lost humanity

Mama,

I love you.

...The infant is innocent so don't touch him or her...for you will suffer more than what you have done to your child...You will die in GUILT!...