Pro Right/Pro Choice Series

This is my series about four different situations in which a choice is made and everyone involved is affected. Everyone’s situation is different and personal to them, and only they can decide and live with those decisions which is never easy. I wrote the first one as a teenager and the others followed as I grew older and realized that the choices we have to make are not always clear cut or easy no matter what the situation we find ourselves in. This series can be quite moving and sad, but that is what poetry is supposed to do, make you feel and think. I cry every time I reread them. I want to add that as a person who has dealt with a lot of pain in my life and as a mother of a child with CF, I am glad that I was given the chance to live and I have had great joy in my life and joy with my child. Some of the most wonderful people may by others be considered incapable of living and giving joy and purpose. We never know what wonderful things God has in store for each of us no matter how difficult that journey may be.

The Right To Life

My mother gave me life today
Although I can’t yet be seen.
I think my mother is very young;
She may even be a teen.

I haven’t been inside her
Womb for very long.
It’s oh so nice and warm.
I love this great experience
Of being a real human life form.

The feelings that I get from her
Are love and fear and joy.
I know that she really cares
For her new little baby boy.

I hope that she is pretty.
I hope that she is kind.
But most of all I hope
She has an intelligent mind.

She has some big decisions.
Oh, I wish she could ask me;
‘Cause I would tell her this;
Alive I want to be!

I know my mother loves me.
I know she’ll do me no harm.
Then why, oh why, do I feel
Such a great and strange alarm?

My mother feels upset.
I know my grandpa’s mad.
I can hear his angry voice;
I makes me oh, so sad.

I get the feeling they don’t want me!
Now, that can’t possibly be true.
I’m small, innocent, and loveable-
Is there something I can do!

Maybe I am hurting her.
I’ll turn myself around.
Maybe I’m unnoticeable.
I wish I could make sound!

I think somethings happening!
I’m feeling kind of sick.
Oh, help me mommy, please!
Oh, please do something quick!

I know my mother loves me.
Oh, I know really, she might not care.
Are grown-ups really like that?
Do I really want to be out there?

Oh, I do, I really do!
They gave that right to you!

I know my mother loves me.
Oh, why tell myself a lie.
Today my mother killed me.
Now it’s time to say good-bye.

The Right To Let Go

My Mother gave me life today
Although I can’t be seen.
I think that something is very wrong;
I can feel it in my genes!

I’ve been inside her womb
For many a week now.
It’s oh so nice and warm.
I fear this fragile experience
Of how well my body will grow and form.

The feelings that I get from her
Are fears and doubts that swirl.
I know that she really cares
For her new little baby girl.

I hope that she is pretty.
I hope that she is kind.
But most of all I hope
She has an intelligent mind.

She has some big decisions.
Oh, I wish she could ask me;
‘Cause I would tell her this;
Pain is all I see!

I know my mother loves me.
I know she wants to do no harm.
But all I want is just to stop
This great and strange alarm!

My mother feels upset.
I know my grandma’s sad.
I can hear her worried voice;
It makes me oh, so sad.

It’s not that they don’t want me!
That can’t possibly be true.
I’m small, innocent, and loveable-
But there’s nothing we can do!

My body’s already aching.
My insides feel misplaced.
I feel as if there’s something wrong.
My outside feels defaced!

I think somethings happening!
I’m feeling kind of sick.
Oh, help me mommy, please!
Oh, please do something quick!

I know my mother loves me.
It’s a hard choice to go through.
Do I really want to be out there
If there’s nothing they can do?

If the pain will never cease,
Then let me go in peace.

I know my mother loves me.
Over me she’ll always cry.
Today my mother saved me.
From suffering till I die.

The Right To Choose

My mother gave me life today
Although I can’t yet be seen.
I think my mother is very frail
They may have to intervene.

I haven’t been inside her
Womb for very long.
It feels cramped and not the norm
I have many reservations
Of being a real human life form.

The feelings that I get from her
Are love, but indecision.
We both need special care
And constant supervision.

I hope that she gets better.
I hope she doesn’t hurt.
But most of all I hope
She has lots of good support.

She has some big decisions.
Oh, I wish she could ask me;
‘Cause I would tell her this;
If I hurt you, set me free!

I know my mother loves me.
But I don’t want to cause her harm.
We both can’t make it till the end
I want to save my mom!

My mother feels upset.
I know my father’s sad.
He has an awful choice;
It makes me oh, so sad.

It’s not that they don’t want me!
But sometimes we can’t have both.
To choose between the two
Is unthinkable and loathe!

If in fact I am hurting her.
I’d rather not be around.
If in fact I cause her harm.
I’d rather just back down!

I think somethings happening!
We’re both feeling kind of sick.
Oh, help my mommy, please!
Oh, please do something quick!

I know my mother loves me.
And my father loves me too
I would really love to be with them
But there’s nothing we can do.

If it’s either one or the other
I want to save my mother!

I know my mother loves me.
But we both may not make it in the end.
Today my mother lives.
That’s a choice that I’ll defend.

The Right To Give To Others

My mother gave me life today
Although she doesn’t know.
I think my mother is all alone;
She’s always rushing and on the go.

I haven’t been inside her
Womb for very long.
It’s oh so nice and warm.
I love this great experience
Of being a real human life form.

The feelings that I get from her
Are worry and fear and dread.
I know that she might not care
To have me when all is said.

I hope that she is pretty.
I hope that she is kind.
But most of all I hope
She has an intelligent mind.

She has some big decisions.
Some choices she has to make;
To keep me or to lose me;
It’s both are lives at stake!

I know my mother’s scared.
I know she’ll do me no harm.
Then why, oh why, do I feel
Such a great and strange alarm?

My mother feels upset.
My father’s nowhere in sight.
She feels she has nowhere to turn;
What a sad and awful plight.

I get the feeling she doesn’t want me!
Now, that can’t possibly be true.
I’m small, innocent, and loveable-
Is there something I can do!

Maybe I could live without her.
With someone who wants a baby boy.
If only she would have me.
For others to enjoy!

I think somethings happening!
I feel pulling and see light.
Oh, help me mommy, please!
Oh, please make it be alright!

I know my mother loves me.
For whatever reason, she might not care.
She might regret her choices
To be done with the whole affair.

If you regret this womb implant
Give me away to a womb that can’t!

I know my mother loves me.
Even though she gave me away.
But she made the right decision.
And I’m happy here to stay!