The Lost Generation
by Deborah Ann Belka I am from the lost generation, there are 949,479,786 in my group and today I am speaking out for all of us right here from Heaven's stoop. We are the sons and daughters, who were never even given a chance and we're standing here hand-in-hand spiritually united in our stance. We will never feel our heart beat, or hear our first cry at our birth we will never know our eye color our height, our weight, our girth. We will never have our first boo-boos, or get a kiss from our mommies lips we will never get a piggy-back ride from daddy or get carried around on grandmas hips. We will never see a playground, or the animals at the zoo we will never splash in the ocean or hear a cow go moo-moo-moo. We will never learn arithmetic, or be in a spelling bee we will never play dodge ball or giggle and laugh with glee. We will never have our first kiss, or fall in love with our soul mate we will never have to worry about our jobs, our homes, our fate. We are from the lost generation, we could have been moms or dads but instead we were considered "tissue" according to the abortionist labs. But, we want everyone to know, we are having an everlasting jubilee for, up here in Heaven . . . Jesus bounces us on His knee! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The figure noted came from the following website . . . http://www.johnstonsarchive.net/policy/abortion/wrjp3310.html Copyright 2019 Deborah Ann Belka [email protected] www.hiswingsshadow.com http://poetrybydeborahann.wordpress.com/ TO GOD BE THE GLORY! Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |
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