There is much debate concerning the topic of abortion
Whether it is a life or just some small unimportant protrusion
Some say that it cannot feel therefore it is not considered real
But I say don’t assume, when God says “I knew you before you were in the womb”
At eight weeks it already has his hands and his feet
Eyes are apparent those that will one day see their parent
It is not a lump, an object or a mass of insignificance
It is a human life that one day deserves to learn to dance
His hands have formed, hands that one day may perform
Perform a majestic melody, or perform a life saving surgery
He has already begun to move, ever so slightly in the womb
Moving a tiny finger, that one day he will use to touch his mother
But there are still those that would stand up and disagree
I say to you, at one point and time that was you, that was me
But what if the parents are just teens, what about them and their dreams
There is always another option, put the baby up for adoption
But what if the family has no money, can’t buy his food or clothing
I say things can change, you have seven more months to save
But what if it threatens the mother, she might lose her life
I say that is up to God, not you, not her and certainly not I
What about those who don’t believe in a God who created all things
The fact remains that at some point and time that was you, that was me