I was asked by my editor & fellow author Shantae Charles to write a poem about the effects of an incident that occured at her school. This would be the poem I'd write the following night (which was a Thursday) and I shared it at her school on Friday. To say the least, her students, Shantae & I had a thought-provoking discussion after I read the entire poem. I'd like to dedicate this blog post to the ladies (especially those who are mothers and those who are soon-to-be a mother). Whether you are pro-life or pro-choice, I'd like to know what's the first thing that comes to mind as you read these lines. This is an excerpt of the poem (from my book Take It From Her).
I know you can't see me, but I need your attention
You can't hear me, and there's something else I need to mention
I'm the life growing inside of you, therefore listen to me
If you don't care about me, then live as if you are carefree.
Listen to me, I have a heartbeat
Listen to me, I have hands and feet
Listen to me, I am heaven's gift to you and the world
Listen to me because I am your baby girl.
