abortion

the month is 1
we've just begun...

four weeks later
the month is 2
I'm known I'm small
but I'm still apart of you...

four week later
the month is 3
now somebody can really see me...

four weeks later
the month is 4
I'm getting bigger then before...

four weeks later
the month is 5
mommy killed me
I'm no longer alive...

abortion is the word they say,
before the doctor
took my life away...

four weeks later
the month is 6
mommy could of loved me
but now it cant be fixed...

four weeks later
the month is 7
I have a new home,
my new home, they call it heaven...

four weeks later
the month is 8
it could of worked out great
but now it too late...

as I sit in heaven and cry
I ask myself "why did mommy let me die...."