We pause. The plaintiff sounds of taps
reverberate from hamlet to city center.
Misty eyes.
Somber words from podiums spoke
remembering those who laid down their lives
to preserve our freedom.
Honor guards march with precision. Jaws squared,
Flags unfurled. Polished shoes glistening.
Barbeque grills and Bud six packs wait in the wings.
Where, where are the bodies of the dead unborn?
They have no headstones. No memorials, No national
day of remembrance.
Their voices – never heard.
Their talents never used. Their service to others a blank slate.
The lifelong pain of could have been mothers is
Intentionally hidden from public view. A topic unworthy of public discourse.
A fetus is not a child..say that three times while looking in the mirror
and without choking.
What if ..yes what if, the mothers of our nation’s bravest who
are memorialized had decided..yes what if they had chosen
abortion over life. Who, yes who, would fight for our freedoms?
Have an answer? Tell it to God.
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