Dark clouds encase the sky
Wind whispers foreshadows
Eerie stillness lingers
The strike coming silently
Lives of their victims
Falling with the rise of their reign
Only to be lifted
Away to a better life
Merciless men
Know not what they do
Unaware of their carnage
The good rising up to save
Years go by
People fight
For the rights of those
Who can't stand for themselves
Delilcate and precious
Lives will be saved
When purity and goodness
Finally have their rise
After the longest of fights
The cease of a cold-blooded war
God shall have his day
Along with those risen lives
This poem is pro-life. Pray for the babies. Pray for the mothers. Pray for the end of abortion.
