Father of Life

Darkness surrounds as a baby cries out to deaf ears,
Looking for even one that will listen.
Left all alone, abandoned,
No one cares about this young, tender soul, this unborn baby.
Only a mass of tissue, they say, the embryo will not feel a thing.
Embryo, fetus, Spirit, its all the same to them.
Not even human yet, they say, convincing the pregnant woman to terminate.
No consequences other than those of the mother are even considered.
What will become of the soul not yet filled and the life not yet lived?
A few short moments and-
Gone, disappeared, vanished.
No longer a child in the mothers future, her aim is accomplished.
But what of the baby, what of a life?

It is raised to the Heavens, Greeted there by the One who truly cares.
Hope, love, and security of life are found
As the child meets its Creator,
The true Father of Life.