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Unborn Dreams
There isn’t time to change her mind,
They told my mother lies,
Restricted by these clamps that bind;
I hear her inward cries.
There isn’t room to shift and squirm,
Please, take that thing away.
I was made to grow full-term;
My hope you did betray.
Before I formed you in the womb,
I knew you…
There isn’t time to understand,
No time to move aside,
Save me from this glove-swathed hand;
I need a place to hide.
There’s no time to shun the tomb,
This fear has taken hold,
My heart beats strong within her womb;
I’ve never felt so cold.
I will never leave nor forsake you,
Don’t be afraid...
There isn’t time to know my name,
My face she will not see,
All I feel is Mother’s shame;
My life will never be.
There isn't even time to cry,
All I can do is pray.
No…I do not want to die;
So please, just go away.
When you walk through valley,
Fear no evil…
There isn’t time to hug you, Mum
Or look upon your face,
Listen to you sing or hum
And know your true embrace.
I'll never walk upon the earth,
It’s time to say goodbye—
This wasn’t meant to be my birth,
Mother…it’s time for me to die.
I have called you by name,
Take my hand…
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Scripture quotes from: Jeremiah 1:5, NIV. Deuteronomy 31:8, NIV. Psalm 23:4 Isaiah 43:1b NASB
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