As a male survivor of severe & ongoing sexual (and other) abuse, one who has seen & experienced so much pain, I empathize with those who cannot call themselves pro-life, tho I think those who are sincere and not in it for a political or social agenda are often more pro-life than they think if they listen to themselves & not the political rhetoric.
At the same time, becuz I am a person who thru all the pain is growing to experience & see a lot of goodness, joy, vitality & life, a wonderful family & good friends, more & more hope & fufillment, I also empathize with those who call themselves pro-life, and urge them to be truly & consistently pro-life, not for politics sake but becuz they believe it is the way they should be.
This happens to be my own personal belief, summed up in these spontaneous words, based on my life, "penned" (okay typed) below:
**************This Is "Pro-Life"******************
I Wonder How the World Would Be...
I wonder how the world would be,
if my mother had not given birth to me.
It could have happened easily enuf,
life for my mother was pretty rough.
She was young & not yet married,
on the day that I was conceived.
Her parents & his both made things tough,
and her man, he could be kinda gruff.
Abortion could have been her choice,
about this matter I had no voice.
I wonder how the world would be,
if my mother had not given birth to me.
I felt her pain even in the womb,
that nice warm place coulda been my tomb.
Born in & into pain, and the pain went on,
my childhood, before it really started, was already done.
I played husband & father for my mother & my brother,
I looked around at the people, wished I coulda been another.
Sometimes I wished she had cut my life short,
yet I wanted to live, something in me would snort.
I wonder how the world would be,
if my mother had not given birth to me.
Both men & women I grew up to hate,
no matter the relationship, I just couldn't relate.
I tried different places tho I just couldn't fit in,
I kept moving tho always with my head in a spin.
I hurt those I tried to love, including me,
the evil in the world seemed all I could see.
When told of a sibling aborted when I was older,
I would think, when younger, why wasn't mother bolder?
I wonder how the world would be,
if my mother had not given birth to me.
My sibling who barely lived; it makes me sad,
that one never shared life with me; it makes me mad.
What right or reason did mother have to rob us of that,
no more than to have robbed me of where I am at.
I have a great family, my wife & my daughters,
I wouldn't trade them for any others.
Good friends I'm making, good experiences I'm sharing,
these would not be had mother been less daring.
I wonder how the world would be,
if my mother had not given birth to me.
Being asked what I would change in my life put me in a jam,
Even the abuse & agony have led me to where & who I am.
More & more I'm being who I was created to be,
making some difference for good in the world, that's me.
Who knows what wonderful things I might yet do,
to give some hope & some healing for me & for you?
Things to build peace & fulfillment over abuse & strife,
that never happen if in the womb my mother ends my life.
I wonder how the world would be,
if my mother had not given birth to me.
Two wonderful daughters I and the world would never know,
and children from them who have yet to show.
I would miss them, and my wife,
I would miss them, without my life.
I guess I wouldn't because I wouldn't exist,
for me or anyone else to know what was missed.
I'm glad I don't know how the world would be.
If my mother had not given birth to me!
I'm no poetry buff, but I just read a poem and responses on another survivor forum, and these words just started to flow. It felt good to do this.
Wuame
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"I can't stand pain. It hurts me."
--Daffy Duck