An essay donated by Arthur R. Trafford
The "Pro-Baby" Movement.
A poem: "To be, or not to be born"
The "Pro-Baby" movement:
I am happy to hear that the Nation of Hungary is passing legislation that will protect the unborn children from conception onward. Share this letter with other people and nations of the world!
The majority of people on the planet believe "All" unborn babies have a right to experience "Life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness". And I am sad to say that the majority of most societies refuse to acknowledge that people are suffering from post-abortion trauma and therefore need to experience forgiveness and healing of their memories and thereafter have the opportunity to live the abundant life.
Most mature and loving human beings will not have a "Critical spirit", concerning my poems, simply because they are "Pro-Baby". They will want to share my "Let the unborn live" message!!!
The thoughts that dance in the mind of humans, is conceived in their heart and hinges on the pivotal question that ushers in the undeserved "death penalty" for the unborn; or the joyous excitement, anticipating the soon coming birth of a child.
The question that answers the complex motive for a person's actions after conception is "is the pregnancy and baby wanted or rejected by one or both parents (or families) of the child"?!!!
And if most women-with-child were loved by the child's father, they would smile and happily say "No abortion" why bother?
A poem: To be, or not to be born:
God created me in a physical way
When my parents made love on that special day
Being secure in my mother's womb
She had no plans of it becoming my tomb
It didn't matter if I was healthy or planned
My loving mother took a stand
To give me life without the strife
Avoiding the doctor's cold steel knife
She made the right choice
Later to smile at hearing my voice
As I look back to that day
I stop and take the time to pray
Thank you God for giving to me
A mother who decided to let me be
For others wouldn't be so kind
To give me life when they are spiritually blind
There is a time for each to be born
Truly their mother will receive no scorn
From the loving God above
Who looks down on her act of love
©1994 Arthur R. Trafford