A Childs Cry

laying in bed looking up at the ceiling my eyes got blurry, and my head started reeling. i saw a vision start to take form of a child who was unborn. this child was in the womb of its mother being fed by the tube to give it life. he turned and looked straight at me and its eyes were as big as can be. he raised his small little hand and signaled me to look inside. it was something that he could not hide. the vision came closer to me just so that i could see. i saw the pain that this child was in because his mother was thinking to abort and for the last two months he had fought. all the features that GOD was creating was thought by the mother of becoming belated. this young mother was under peer pressure to take this childs life and it did not matter if it was wrong or right. this young child was screaming at me 'how could they let this be' i am life given by the lord why would she want to abort. tell her to give me a chance so that i could live in the warmth of her arms, and fill her heart with joy. it would matter not, if i'm a girl or a boy. can't she feel me, and see me in her dreams at night and that i'm in a perilous fight. i want to live just like she there is nothing wrong with me. the vision started to fade away and in my heart, i started to pray let this child live another day and from this woman the pain to go away. LIFE IS SACRED, DON'T THROW IT AWAY IF YOUR MOTHER THOUGHT LIKE YOU YOU WOULD'NT BE HERE TODAY.