This is a Lamentation

i add my voice to yours
for you cannot speak
add your voice to mine
as they cannot escape
to prevent
the slaughter
add your hearts to theirs
as they are being ripped out
add your hands to theirs
as theirs are dismembered
add your strength to theirs
as they have none
lift up your voices in prayer
for the weakest of us
lift up your souls for thiers
as we will have none left
if we do not count
their souls as real
as yours or mine
cry out in the streets as Rachel
for her children are no more
this is a Lamentation
a mourning for the unborn
tear the clothes from your flesh
rip the phones from your ears
so you will have ears to hear!
tear your vile eyes away
from the computers
and televisions!
so you will have eyes to see
what has been hidden in plainsight
this is a silent Holocaust
this is a Genocide of egregious
porportions
as millions of severed bodies
bear witness
to the greatest atrocity
no race is exempt from selection
mothers from every race throw
the babies from their womb
into the garbage heap
stop whining over higher taxes
shut down the malls,
no more shopping
the nation is in mourning
the nation is in mourning
we are spilling the blood of Jesus
afresh for ourselves
spitting in the face of God
everytime we knife a baby
from his mother’s womb
Rachel is in mourning
she will not be comforted!
she cannot be comforted!
Lamentation! Weeping!
and Great Mourning!
Close the offices our hands
are stained
cover your faces
aren’t you ashamed?
the rivers are overflowing
with the blood of the unborn
can’t you taste it?
nothing tastes right anymore
bitter and gall is our drink
bitter and gall is our drink
the abortionists wrap them
in plastic trash bags
thousands daily
of silent screams
from severed tongues
tinier than fingernails
couldn’t have screamed
silent murders
from sterile clinics
passersby
look the other way
recognizing death
silently walk away
a stinch rises as black smoke
factories of murder
where serial murderers
work
diabolical hands
changing latex gloves
does not absolve
the sin
soap lathered
washing off innocent
blood
cannot remove
the stain
underneath green scrubs
is an empty soul
he cannot mourn
he cannot weep
as dead as the babies
he murders

“A voice was heard in Ramah,
Lamentation, weeping, and great
mourning,
Rachel weeping for her children,
Refusing to be comforted,
Because they are no more.”
(Jeremiah 31:15)

MAY ALMIGHTY GOD HAVE MERCY ON OUR SOULS! MAY HE HAVE MORE MERCY ON US THAN WE HAD ON THE 53 MILLION BABIES MURDERED

This is a Lamentation

Matty B. Duran

Joined July 2009

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A voice was heard in Ramah,
Lamentation, weeping, and great
mourning,
Rachel weeping for her children,
Refusing to be comforted,
Because they are no more."
(Jeremiah 31:15)

This is a part of the Life Poems I have dedicated to the Memory of the Unborn.

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