Fight Abortion

If we are trying to stop abortion, we need to be willing to let our judgment go and to open our hearts and hands to those who are in the situation.

Society - Down By Two Points...

When the sun shone through the clear glass of her bedroom window, the girl could sleep no longer. The glass had recently been cleaned and although there weren't any smudges or fingerprints, the lines and streaks from the cleaner were still visible. After slowly removing her cold sheets and twisting her body so that her feet touched the floor, the girl stared out past the flowers popping their heads above her window. The rays of sun that slowly filtered through the window clasped hands with the mirror on the other side of the room and shot bright streams of colour back towards the window. Her room was cold and drafty; the same it always was on a summer morning.

When pajamas had been removed and her favourite pair of shorts and blue tank top had taken their place, this girl methodicaly pulled the brush through her hair and stopped to pick up a hair tie that had somehow made its way to the floor. She finished and quickly made her way up all thirteen sairs to the kitchen. The birds her mother loved so dearly were basking in the sun and were chirping rather vigorously, as to inform any others of the new arrival to the room. The girl didn't hear their chirps, nor did she hear the quick footsteps of her mother as she entered the room brandishing her broom and dustpan. Her mother chattered away as he carefully extended and retracted her cleaning weapon across the floor. The girl didn't hear the rustle of the bristles on the floor or the pleasant voice of her mother.

The birds were stil chirping as the girl slid her newly warm feet into her sandals while trying to enjoy the cool sweet flavour of a piece of melon. Each blade of grass that bowed under the sanals seemed to squeek in retaliation. "No!" they screamed in unison, "Don't take another step!" Their cries helped litle; the girl didn't hear them. The melon rind was soon plummeting to the ground and exciting ants and other criters who waited under it's shadow. What a feast tey would have this fine day, for only one bit was missing.

The girl thrust her sticky hands into the pockets of her shorts as she squinted in the middle of te crosswalk. A blue car nearby had flashing lights and was singing the familiar tune of a car alarm. The girl didn't hear this tu and only seemed to be focused on a grassy plot up ahead. Iron bars wove themselves around the field. They used to shine with black glossy finish, but were now rusted and grey if lucky. Her legs flopped heavily through the gates as she struggled to pick each foot up off the ground. The way she navigated herself would have made anyone assue that she visited regularly. Her eyes rarely strayed from the pebbled path ahead. The girl's heavy feet appeared to be gaining weight as she sluggishly picked each foot up, as if they were bricks. She finally reached her destination and brought her eyes to the large white cross that stuck out of the dirt. A teardrop slowly jerked itself from the corner of her eye and sloshed onto the right arm of the coss. The girl opened her lips and screamed in pain. Nobody heard her. Not one person stopped from their busy lives to check n a frightened and unhappy girl who was squeeling in frustration and agony. Nobody heard her. The girl slowly lowered herself to the ground and wrapped her hand around the cross. Nobody heard her as she rad aloud the words inscribed on middle.

"Why does the world kep rolling by while people no longer hear the cries of their neighbors? Why have people stopped listening?"

Interpretation

Do you mean to tell me...
that my opinion doesn't count
and my answer isn't right
that my interpretation is wrong
and my conversations cause a fight?

Do you look at me and see...
a girl who isn't popular
someone who dreams too much
a girl who wants independence
someone who seeks the magic touch?

Do you try to ignore me...
because I'm too much of a threat
or I try to give you a smile
because I'm someone you don't really know
or feel like getting to know for a while?

Do you want to spread rumors...
just to see what it does
or do you like making enemies by forgetting to introduce
does it feel good to sever friendship
or cut old ties loose?

Do you think that this lasts...
because all it does is hurt
and create such a big loss
because you can't get it back when you trample it
and do you think it's worth the toss?