I learned that when I was young.
I myself was pregnant,
when I heard that word, it stung.
I was seventeen, a reckless young girl,
who with the love of my life, thought I could take the world.
But I was wrong, as I soon found out,
I had no idea, what life was really about.
There was suddenly this pain coursing through my stomach,
this thing was inside of me, and at first I didn't want it.
I talked to my 'boy friend', the one who I thought loved me,
but he left when he found out, he found another woman to cling.
I was all by myself with this leech in my system,
but I still didn't want it, can't they see that I’m the victim?
My parents understood, as well as my friends,
So I would get an abortion, no guilt I felt then.
The abortion clinic was small, it felt rather nice,
though the AC blew, it made me as cold as ice.
I scheduled an appointment, for the same time next week
I left the clinic, feeling a heavy weight upon my feet.
I went to the park just to stop and be alone,
then I saw a little boy, throwing his dog a bone.
He had the brightest blue eyes, the shone like the sun
I wondered if my child would be as cute as that one.
I later made a choice, before the week was up,
that I would keep the thing inside of me, it was my fault I fucked.
Yes, it was my fault as much as it was his,
but he wasn't there, so blaming him was pointless.
I knew the risk of having a child at a young age,
but this was a chance I felt I couldn't toss away.
I told mother and father that I planned to support myself,
that I would keep the child, with or without their help.
I told my friends as well, but the judged me too,
as did my parents, they disagreed with the news.
People started to hate me, they called me a slut,
they said I slept around, that I loved to get fucked.
The baby started to show, and things went to hell,
my mother and father hated me, in silence I could tell.
Teachers and staff ignored me, I think they called me dumb,
the hatred was painful, but it only had begun.
I wanted to keep the child, it was my choice was it not?
So why did they force me, to get that lethal painful shot?
I was Pro-choice, because I wanted to keep that life,
but they told me to kill it, they told me it was my right.
The abortion was successful and things went back to normal,
people were my friends again, we were casual not formal.
My dad went back to calling me his special little girl,
my mom still joked how I thought I ruled the world.
I was Pro-Choice, because I thought I had my own mind,
that I could control the life, that was growing from the inside.
But I guess I was wrong, because I’ve seen the hate.
When you decide to choose life, when you pick your own fate.
I’d like to really thank everyone for the feedback, especially those who voiced their opinions, but in a respectable way! I had no idea this would be a Daily Devation, but I am so happy!
Let me just clarify I few things.
1. The girl mentioned in the poem is not me, nor is the scenario one I have experienced. However, things like this happen all the time. A girl is forced into an abortion and I wanted to bring that to light.
2. I am not Pro-Choice. I am strongly against abortion.
3. I am a woman, before you call me out for being sexist.
Thanks again everyone!
There is no such thing as Pro-Abortion, as it is a choice. The horror stories about live babies being killed have never turned out to be true. The actual numbers of "forced abortions" are considerably lower than many realize.
The actual suffering comes from women forced to die with their fetus from pregnancy complications, or forced to raise the baby conceived through rape or incest instead of safe and genuine love. The child that grows up knowing they were conceived through these methods and suffers from lifelong, crippling disabilities knows great misery, not the sanctity of "life".
Pro-Life is rarely if ever sincerely about protecting "life". I am not ashamed to admit I am a Pro-Choice Christian.
But If i didn't do it, I'd be homeless, no money, and not able to work from my tumor rupturing that year.
I had nothing, no one. I was so alone, i went to have an abortion that my parents practically took me too.
I cried right after, I didn't want it.
I cry every night, everyday for my son.
But I have a home, a fiancee who loves me.
I have a bit of money, and healing from my surgery.
But every part of me wishes i could have held my little boy.
he was mine, i chose him.
but everyone else chose abortion for me.
I even went to shelters to help me out, because of my age 20 they denied me help.
i was to old.
You don't always get to chose your own path/ fate life.
Yesterday feb 3. was his death day.
I cried for hours, and still today i cry for him.
this poem everything you just said is true.
and i finally told my story.
If you get pressured into abortion that isn't choice.
On an unrelated note, as in, completely unrelated to the subject, the fact that you are a woman wouldn't in any way negate the possibility of you being sexist I'm not saying you are, but saying you can't be sexist against women because you are one is bull.
like i say before im pro choice, but i hate the idea of womans not protecting themselves and using abortion as an anti contraceptive method
The entire point of choice is to let the woman have her choice of whether or not she should have an abortion. To force her one way or the other is wrong. You speak about how wrong it is to force a woman into an abortion, but most people who are pro-choice agree that this is wrong as well. But at the same time, a woman should be able to freely choose to have an abortion without being pressured either. That's the whole point of pro-choice.
If someone I know gets pregnant, even though the idea of pregnancy terrifies me, and I find it disgusting, I'm not going to pressure someone to keep the baby or get an abortion. It is their choice. I often find myself in arguments with people because I don't want kids and I would choose abortion if I ever got pregnant. I already know that I would be pressured not only to birth the baby, but keep it as well. Not even adoption would be an option. Sorry, that's not going to happen. My philosophy is either respect my choice or I don't respect yours. Simple as that. So if you want to keep the baby that's fine, but don't force me to keep mine.
If I was parent (which won't happen) I would give my child the choice to either abort or adopt. Because in my mind a teenage girl has no business raising a child. I'd want my daughter to focus on school and her social life and enjoy her young life, and not spend it stressing out over a child and ending up dropping out of school and no longer having the time to be with her friends. That's just me though.
Thank you so much for your comments and feed back!
And I suppose I should say I vote for life, but at the same time I think people should have their choices.
Anyway, I'm mostly ignorant to the adoption/foster process, but from what I've heard from people who have experienced it, they said it's horrible. I've only talked to a handful though, so...
That's understandable. I think that it's the choice of the mother only.
I strongly disagree with you, so let's just agree to disagree with that?
I'm sure you probably think that no matter who is pregnant, they should go through with the pregnancy. That is what I disagree with and which is why I said we should agree to disagree.