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Thanks to supporter Aart Blokhuis for sharing this poem, told from the perspective of the little one whose life and future are so often ignored or discounted.   You Can't See Me   You can't see me, but I am, Everything as much as you, Like a pearl inside a clam, Hard...

A beautiful poem about the development and unfolding beauty of new life, written by Tanya Terpstra.   Today, Another Day   Today I began, just a wee little thing You don’t know I’m around, your little offspring I’m really so small, but all of me is here My genetic makeup already so...

  How Fearfully, How Wonderfully Made   How fearfully, how wonderfully made! Beyond a shadow, or a shade, Human, in every function, every way, My Lord, my God! With my own DNA.   He formed and nurtured me, at every stage! My life is written on His page, Made me with purpose, yes indeed From first...

  Have you seen your ultrasound, With your own two eyes? Was it not incredible? After you heard their lies?   They told you it was nothing “A little thing, don't fear. It's something we do all the time, And you'll be in the clear.   Just come, don't think about it, And soon you will forget...

Who's A Hero? Based on a report in The Interim, Page 6, November 2015 by Lianne Laurence. Where is a hero found today? Why, Linda Gibbons, I would say. While you sit in your easy chair Pontificating, life's not fair. A judge has sentenced! Without fail, Such crimes committed call for jail, For...

We Need a Law There is no law made by those dead God's law is for the Living. And when a birth is imminent A living child's a given. Is it too hard to understand? And need I explain further? When life through birth is close at hand. To kill such? It's plain...

The following is a poem submitted by Mr. A. Blokhuis Life! What Father made most perfectly Sly Fiend wants to destroy. God's love found every time we see Each newborn girl or boy. For Life is in each child contained The instant when conceived Old Satan wants his lies maintained. Be not by him...

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