Abortion- Heaven Gone Amiss?

D Dr John Celes Dr John Celes
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God gave women a pelvic bag, ‘The uterus’ or Womb! And tethered it well, not to sag- To rear children aplomb; The growth of fetus should not lag, And turn the womb, its tomb! And neither should one abort it, Thinking it is unfit! The God of life gave some creatures, The uterus or womb; He gives the ‘seed’ life, and nurtures, Some make the womb, a tomb! No God of life can accept fault Of a sinful human soul; Most babies ought to pass the vault: To be born- their one goal. Some bring the babe out by ‘Caesar, ’ -a cut in uterus: On dates and times, in their leisure, Sans labor-pains or fuss! Some others kill the unborn child, Because they don’t want it; Will rod of God for them be mild, Or will it be ‘Fire-pit’? ‘Abortion is sure murder foul’- No one dare deny this; All god-believers surely scowl For, Heaven’s gone amiss? Can not the modern man, woman Just understand this truth? None can escape the Maker’s pan: ‘He’ll take a tooth for tooth! ’ Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-9-2008

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