Silent Cries

I wonder, Oh I wonder,
How many silent cries.
Will reach the Gates of Heaven,
Before the day turns into night.

For thousands of babies are murdered,
Each and every day.
All around the world,
In the most horrendous way.

We deny that its a person,
Until the day of birth.
And we do not realize,
These cries are not unheard.

We will not go unpunished,
If we do not demand.
That the killing of our babies,
Be forever banned.