Abortion Ministry

The devil comforts the mother

as she paces toward her child's fate.

She climbs the mountain of guilt

but her concierge provides remarkable

conveniences. A soundtrack

of distractions to ease her weary mind.

A map allowing for a quick decision.

A loophole in the law to murder.

Yet, an enemy of her femininity

boldly protrudes himself atop the

cliff of sacrifice. Oh, how her concierge

has trained for this moment.

"Don't listen to this hate speech!"

"Don't let it distract you from your goal!"

"You are in control of your own God-damned body!"

A cry in the wilderness hoping to prepare

your child for a life away from such crime.

A plea to reconsider, to sacrifice your

baby to the will of God not the will of comfort.

A warning that your crime might go unnoticed

here, but not there. THERE WILL BE JUSTICE!

A teary eyed preacher calls you to reconsider.

Offering a goodly home, a family of love out-poured.

But the concierge steals victory.

His services have succeeded millions of times before.

Leaving a maddened, grieving preacher atop the cliff of sacrifice,

to drown his pains and cries with his own tears.

And yet maybe, just maybe, we could still

save one today!