CRADLE

Psalm 28:9

O save your people, and bless your heritage
Be their shepherd, and carry them forever.

Life is indeed very precious. It is a gift from God. He created us out of love, and would certainly expect that we love and praise Him in return, by loving others. Yet, there are people who would rather destroy that life at the very onset of conception, in exchange for a better “choice” – freedom from responsibility.

In his book, “Go In Peace”, Pope John Paul II dwelt on abortion as “denial of the basic rights of every human being to life; and in harming one of its members, it injures the whole human race.” Further, he mentioned that each and everyone of us, from conception, already have an infinite value. Killing a child is killing that value that he could have shared with mankind.

Let me share with you a poem (CRADLE) I wrote in 1992. It is about the plea of an unborn child that he be given a chance to live and experience life to its fullest.

Cradle me in your womb
As the reckoning day looms
Go on, go on living
And spare me the spectre
Of an impending doom

Cradle me in your loving presence
When the days are bleak and blue
Go on, go on fighting
And spare me the nonsense
Of other people’s reason

Cradle me in your thought
When the night is long and cold
Come on, stop crying
And spare me anymore sufferings
The choice of yours will bring.

Our existence is absolute, not relative.