Innocence.
The curse of this child unborn.
It, who have not yet sinned,
trapped inside the womb
of the enemy sworn.
Too fragile to defend
against the cold tools
in a murderous hand
that takes away the warm flame
of life so pure by
torturing it to the end?
nowhere to run
nowhere to hide
as it opens its mouth
for the last silent scream
the heartless act takes its course.
DONE!
the flame has
died.
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