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AbortionExactly when does life start? At the first beat of the heart? Or the conception of a seed, Allowing a life as to succeed. Is it at the exit of the womb? Starting to cry with gloom? First time with breathing air, Without a mother to share. What point in time can we say, That removes a shade of gray; Is up to the law to say when? So what about a doctor then? So how can we set a time? Abortion not to be a crime; No one can answer to consist, Of when does the soul exist. It is not for man and his hand, Rather for God to command; We are not to put one to death, Causing them their last breath. Richard Newton Sherrer Copyright ©2006 Richard Newton Sherrer Vote for this poem
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