Lament

Yesterday the UK government announced plans to allow adverts on tv containing advice about abortion.
The alternative to abortion seems to be caring and providing for those unwanted children. Since the law allowing abortion was passed in this country the number of unborn children disposed of has far surpassed the number of people killed in the Holocaust. What price for a life?


Mathew 2: 16 - 18
Then Herod, when he saw that he had been tricked by the wise men, became furious, and he sent and killed all the male children in Bethlehem and in all that region who were two years old or under, according to the time that he had ascertained from the wise men.
17 Then was fulfilled what was spoken by the prophet Jeremiah:
18 "A voice was heard in Ramah, weeping and loud lamentation, Rachel weeping for her children; she refused to be comforted, because they are no more."

The Lament of the Aborted ones

We envy you, children of Ephrata.

You shouted
your greeting to the world
As you burrowed your way
From the cradle of the womb.

And Grandpa and Grandma came to dote,
And the neighbours came to see
And exclaim that you had your mother’s eyes
Or your father’s smile.

You were given a name
And they recited your family tree back to David,
or Judah, or Abraham;
And your smile was sealed on the memory
Of those who would not forget you.

In the darkness of night
A warm bosom came
To soothe your crying with a lullaby,
And you satisfied your instinct
Suckling, suckling the milk
Until you fell asleep again quietly, securely.

And though Herod’s sword
Destroyed you before time,
A lament for you was heard
above the hills of Judah,
“Rachel weeping for her children,
and would not be comforted.”

Someone wanted you.

How we envy you
As our silent cry, that no one wants to hear,
Echoes
Through the hospitals and clinics of our land.

© Dafydd M. Job