Victum of Rape

It’s early yet, the month is one
You can’t see me I’ve just begun.
I’m so small I don’t have to hide,
I’m just a little seed inside.

Four weeks later the month is two
I’m so small but still a part of you.
Mommy you’ll love me, wait and see.
You will be so proud of me.

Time is passing the month is three.
Now anybody is able to see me.
I’ve got black hair my eyes are brown
Mom, your gonna love having me around

It’s getting late the month is five,
Mom didn’t want me so I’m no longer alive
Abortion is the name they give it

It takes your life before you live it
I want to be born the month is six
It’s already been done it can’t be fixed
I guess mommy didn’t want me because she threw me away
She’ll never forget me. I’m in her mind to stay

I’ve got a new home the month is seven
God has welcomed me back to heaven
You would have loved me but now I’m gone
Now only my memory carries on

If I was around the month would be eight
I know mommy would have loved me but now it’s too late.

Goodbye mommy the month is nine
If I would have been born things would have been fine
Even though I’m in heaven I still cry
O mommy, why did you make me die?