CAN YOU PLEASE LET ME BE?
CAN YOU PLEASE LET ME LIVE?
CAN YOU PLEASE GIVE ME A CHANCE?
Isn’t it betrayal for a baby to trust the mother and depends on her to be turned in to a stranger and a murderer to snuff the life cruelly.
Isn’t it cruel enough for anybody to decide I must not live because of where I dwell (The Womb).
Isn’t it evil enough for two health people to live together and one to say I am sick you the other must be slaughtered (the child)?
Isn’t it hypocritical for someone to say I do not matter and I am not human yet go at great length to get rid of me and not just let me be? Just like faecal matter we do not go to the doctor to surgical remove them?
Isn’t it preposterous for someone to think that he/she is more important than me (baby).
If I cannot speak does it mean I do not matter-really consider me? I leap for joy from time to time. Don’t you see how I flee from danger? Danger from possible murderers. THAT IS one way through which I COMMUNICATE: Since I was knitted by the Master Designer. I enjoy life; don’t you see how I develop by enjoying the good food you eat? We share. I am not an enemy. Can you please love me? I am never unwanted. I am loved and wonderfully made-so are you. Lets all be grateful for this and appreciate each other. I love you please LET ME BE!!!!!
Even though I was not asked before your actions or somebody’s actions made the gift of the Master Designer to form me in you, I love the gift of life. So PLEASE LET ME BE. WILL YOU?
PLEASE IF YOU CANNOT PUNISH YOUR PERSECUTE DO YOU HAVE TO TURN ON ME?
PLEASE LET ME BE. PLEASE GIVE ME A CHANCE. I PROMISE I WILL LOVE YOU.
INFACT I LOVE YOU!!!!!
PLEASE DON’T GET RID OF ME LIKE A DISPOSABLE BECAUSE YOU DO NOT HAVE MONEY, BECAUSE YOU WANT AN EDUCATION, BECAUSE YOU FEEL ALONE, BECAUSE…….!!!!
I AM A GIFT TO BE VALUED BECAUSE I AM VALUED BY THE ONE WHO CAUSED MY EXISTANCE. I AM DESTINED TO PLAY MY PART. PLEASE CAN YOU LET ME BE????????
There is hope: The hope is that we can change for the better. We can repent and excel to the moon in holiness of life and have big hearts where everyone has a place in it.
ALFRED SONGSORE
