Heaven on Earth
I can conjure up the innocence of a fetus
Hell, anyone can
But the attitude of gratitude pro-lifers funnel into the womb should be commended and celebrated
The commitment to envision each unborn child as a beacon of love and light
The unrealized potential a glob of unwanted cells has to hold
What if I told you something that would boom like fireworks inside your fundamentalist Christian mind…
Those cells were formed
They stayed inside a woman’s uterus, it’s true!
You made ‘saves’ from Los Angeles to a dozen other cities that vote ‘Blue’
Those innocent angels are grown and they want you to know, that it was difficult being born into a place they weren’t
Imagined
Wished for
Hoped for
Prayed for
Or wanted
They felt it right out the gate
On a cellular level I sensed it
My spirit knew I wasn’t wanted and it was a pain that grew
Normally, I fill my time until it’s a good fit, but you shoved my spirit inside an unwelcome host. You decided my time was now
Did you cook your family a casserole that evening?
After you marched with signs outside a clinic you’ve never been inside
The day you blocked the entrance and shook up a 15-year-old girl so bad she birthed a rape by her own dad. Did your family sleep tight that night?
Where did you go after you begged for me? You stole elections to secure my undesired space on this earth, but you didn’t stop the beatings from my father/ grandfather.
Words were said, relationships were fragmented and chaos became my baseline
I tried to do good. I wanted to do better
Live a greater life
The one you swore I would have if she just followed through
If the gateway between her legs belonged to you
I’m here and I need you
I’m still a beacon of love and light
I look different from the fetus you put on a pedestal. Babies are afraid of heights just so you know
I need you to come to get me
Come get me out of this tent on the side of the road
Come feed me
I’m aching for a good meal
Release me from behind these bars
I didn’t mean to hurt anyone
I’m just misunderstood
I’ll make a deal with you, one that I think you will like
When everyone who comes here, has a seat at the table, with clothes on our backs, and food in our belly you can resume control, not of guns you have that, control over
My body
Her body
Sisters body
Mothers body
Daughters body
Because when everyone here is wanted, this is Heaven on earth
