MY POEM ON
"TO GOD THE BABIES WERE IMPORTANT."

God placed a tiny child into a special place,
To fulfill a special purpose,
a purpose quite indeed,
No one was ever intended to be an accident,
Instead, a blessing to a world in need.

The Almighty makes no mistake, it's true,
He performs His sovereign plan,
With every intention to fulfill all righteousness,
In the life of every man.

So how shall be His displeasure,
If each child never has a chance,
To make a decision how they'll live their life,
And to choose their moral stance.

That baby was alive from its conception,
For God placed His breath within,
This seed of a human being,
This was when this life would begin.

No degree of mankind's science,
Would avail or could ever prove,
The evidence, that this was just a random fetus,
Free for human hand to just remove.

The blood of a precious innocent,
Had been spilled in vicious crime,
As despicable as every murder ever done,
By mankind throughout all time.

Be not persuaded by the lies,
from the devil's fools deceived,
Who change the laws to justify their whim!
To God, the babies were important,
And the supreme law belongs to Him!