I've committed a lot of sins, and my life is a mess.

Lord, I have done some really awful things

And I suffered the agony that SIN soon brings.

But there's one big mistake that haunts me yet

Because, what I did - I just can't forget.

Lord, I was in trouble. In the family way

And I couldn't handle it . . . that unforgettable day.

All my circumstances were far from ideal

I had no where to go to make an appeal.

I felt this baby; I would surely never miss

Therefore an abortion would put an end to this.

No one would ever know. I could go on with my life.

But the aftermath of abortion brought agonizing strife.

There were days I wondered . . . Was it a girl or a boy?

And I knew I had missed a world full of joy . . .

What color were his eyes? Were they green or blue?

I'm extremely depressed, and still grieving too!

Not a day has gone by that I haven't grieved

Over killing the baby that I once conceived.

I was really quite young when this happened to me.

Although I'm now in my eighties I'm still in agony.

Lord I'm so ashamed to make this confession,

For the baby I killed was Your Prized Possession.

Now I'm telling my secret to let other girls know

Abortion just isn't the correct path to go.

I'm exposing my mistake as my eyes fill with tears.

For I've carried this burden for over sixty-five years.

I've sought forgiveness from My God on High.

And I hope to forgive myself before I die.

As I sought forgiveness many Scriptures came to mind

They're now my LEGACY which I leave behind . . .

Please consider my story, and God's WORD, too.

May The Sanctity Of Life be preserved by YOU.

Copyright ©
2001 Mary Katherine Kohl
All Rights Reserved

This poem depicts the agony of a friend.
She carried her guilt and grief to the grave in 1998.
I dedicate this poem to all aborted babies and to all of their mothers
who carry guilt and grief over the aftermath of an abortion.