I gotta be stong

My lord i ask
"why take the young one?"
not yet born
and you take him away
the pain it causes
the tears in my eyes
the catching of my breath
i have to be Strong if not
for me than for my sister,
nieces, and nephew
the kids don't understand
the baby was there and
now is gone
why Lord
Why
he doesn't answer
shhh a tear slipped
through don't tell
I gotta be strong