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Unborn Christina

by null25


Dear Mommy,

Hello, Mommy.

It is me, Christina.

You didn't really name me,

But you knew what I would be.

You felt in your heart

That I was a girl.

My heart did start beating,

But you were just scared.

You were terrified, Mommy,

Of what Jesse had done.

He would've been my Daddy,

But he went and died.

He left you alone.

It was just you and your

Acceptance letter to Yale.

The medical school part.

You knew that without Jesse

You could never be a Mommy

And still make it to Yale.

So you made a choice

That so many do.

You chose

To get me out of you.

Don't be sad, Mommy.

I was saved

By His prevenient grace.

I do not blame you;

You did all you could.

You knew

That I would be happier

In Heaven than on Earth.

It was the right choice to make;

You have saved so many others

That you could not have saved

Had you been a Mommy

And not gone to Yale.

Dr. Nicole Riley cured cancer,

But she also aborted a child.

Had I been born,

I do think,

Cancer would still be around.

Mommy, you made me a martyr.

It wasn't murder.

I would rather be with Jesus now.

I know you loved me

And that you always will.

There's no need to cry

And ask "what-if."

Just know

That I love you too

And will always be here

To smile down on you

And all of the

Little boys and girls

Taking their cancer pills.

Love,

Christina Mae Johnston

PS

Miss Mommy,

Please do not fret.

I asked God;

He still loves you just as much.


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Wed Jun 04, 2014 10:11 am
happyface says...



This stuff is gold!
I think this was the best abortion-related poem I've ever read!
:D




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Sat May 17, 2014 8:10 pm
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Oh my god, what did I just read?
EPICNESS. I JUST READ PURE EPICNESS.

This is by far my favorite poem on this website. I like how Christina has a full name and everything.

It's obviously from the point-of-view of an aborted baby. The mom, a prospective Yale student, was impregnated by a guy who later died. His death left the mother all alone with a child. The mom would not have been able to support a daughter while going to college (especially at a place like Yale) by herself. So, with that, the mother gets an abortion. She feels incredibly guilty about that, but is forgiven by both her child and God (which she knows nothing about).

This poem is so good. It makes anything I've ever written look like trash. The author is a legend.




null25 says...


Thank you so, so, so, so much!! I cannot express how happy your words have made me. Nobody has ever paid me such a compliment-thanks sooooooo much! :)



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Sat May 17, 2014 7:46 am
GreenLight24 says...



This is awesome! :)




null25 says...


Thank you so much!



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Fri May 16, 2014 7:20 pm
artybirdy says...



Okay, I hate to admit it, but you brought tears to my eyes. This...letter is truly touching. It broke my heart. I could feel the underlined innocence in those simple words. Well done! =')




null25 says...


Thank you so much! You don't know how much your words mean to me!



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Fri May 16, 2014 2:15 pm
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I really like this poem.
It offers a great perspective on abortion and why many do it.
It's interesting that you wrote this poem and Deanie wrote one a few days ago about abortion. Except she expressed a rather different view. It's nice to get two sides of a story and explore different views.

I don't really have much critique about this poem.
The only slight problem is that at times it reads slightly funny, watch the flow and pace of it. If you are going to change the pace, know when, but I don't think you would purposely do that in this poem.

I like the tone you use throughout this poem. It is really loving and chidlike, and there is no hint of revnenge or malicious thought at all.

All in all this is lovely, well, lovely in the way that it is written. I don't think anybody would think that the topic is lovely, but you have written a poem which is nice and makes a person think.

Good job and welcome to YWS,
Nargles xxx




null25 says...


Thank you so much for your insight. I really do enjoy feedback!



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Fri May 16, 2014 3:23 am
alexismwarr says...



This was a very interesting poem. I've never seen a poem with this perspective before. What made you think of this idea?




null25 says...


I think that this is my feelings about abortion expressed in the point of view of an aborted child. Thank you so much for your feedback!



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Fri May 16, 2014 2:54 am
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Hello!

BrilliantMustaches here...

This is a really strong poem and it touches me. This topic is very personal to me and the way you wrote about this is very good. I love how you keep the girl happy, well I wouldn't say happy, but you did not make this poem dramatic at all, which most poems are sad and depressing. This topic is a depressing topic, in my opinion, but you made it the opposite of that.

"You felt in you heart"

I think you meant your.

I think that is all I saw that was wrong and I really liked this poem.

I see your new to YWS! :) Welcome! I hope you have an amazing time here at YWS. It is a great place to post your writings. PM anytime your bored, or if you want a review!

Keep up the great work!

~BrilliantMustaches




null25 says...


Thank you so much-I didn't catch that typo either!




Doubt thou the stars are fire, doubt that the sun doth move. Doubt truth to be a liar, but never doubt I love.
— "Hamlet," William Shakespeare