Saturday, January 4, 2014

Two Lives Without Choice

TWO LIVES WITHOUT A CHOICE

A miracle happens, a baby cries

Tears of joy spring to our eyes

A brand new canvas with hope to be painted

Memories to be made but not yet acquainted

Loving arms and fairytales told

If only it lasted as people grow old

Too often a child's life is met with intrusion

Bitterness and arguments cause him confusion

Quickly gone is a painting of time without fear

Life is a nemesis filled with disappointment and tears

Hush my child please don't cry

Mommy and daddy promise to try

Sketches made hastily in black and white

No hope for the child born this night

Not every baby meets such a fate

Not every family is filled such hate

Two old souls with memories to bear

One dealt the aces, life was so fair

The other a victim of shattered dreams

Once hopeful pages torn to smithereens

Two little lives presented no choice

One was a burden the other rejoiced

Who presents fate to each baby born?

Who draws the destiny to life tattered and torn?

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