Just for a moment

That’s all I ask

You say no one is thinking about me

You’re wrong

You accuse her of being selfish

I think you’re wrong

You say it’s murder

I think she’s saving me from a society that has gone to hell

…from a world full of hate and greed…

…from a world of possible abuse…

…from a world where I could go unloved and unwanted…

You’re rebuttal is that she doesn’t want or love me

My reply is that she does and that she knows what’s best for me now

It’s her choice

You say she’s got to pay

Doesn’t she though?

If not from a memory of what could have been, then from a burden of a child

You don’t know how she feels

You don’t see her tears, I do

I hear her fears of not being a good mother…

…of not being able to be there and take good care of me…

I hear the silent tears she cries while she lies awake in the middle of the night

I hear her beg for my forgiveness

I hear her apologies

I forgive her

I still love her as she loves me

She protects me for I cannot

You indict her.  You have no right

You haven’t lived her life

Live your own life and stay out of hers

It’s none of your business anyway

You shout, “The killing must be stopped.”

You cannot and will not listen to my shouts

As she walks into the building, I hear the angry cries of the protestors

I encourage her to go forward

She’s waiting, holding back tears

I am proud of her

She tells me show she feels one last time and begs for my forgiveness

That night as she dreams, she will see that I understood and forgive her

She hasn’t lost a child.  She has gained a friend and a part of hope she never had

As the morning awakens her, she feels my presence watching over her like an angel

She sees that I will return a few years from now

She’ll be ready bring me into the world

I haven’t left her and she hasn’t left me

Originally written on 1.28.95