A few years ago I was asked to perform a few songs for a pro-life event. I chose two hymns that seemed appropriate. One was "Amazing Grace," which, of course, was linked to the anti-slavery movement, so it was an obvious choice. I also chose "Open the Eyes of My Heart," as we need to open hearts and minds to the reality of abortion.
But neither was a song related to abortion, so for my third song I searched for a such a song. There are many good one - one of my favorites is "Unborn Child" by Seals and Crofts - but none of them clicked as a song for me to perform. So I decided to compose one of my own.
I liked that "Unborn Child" was from the perspective of the aborted child. So I decided to have that perspective in my song, but also to look at the abortion from the points of view of the mother and the father.
This is the song:
3 a.m.(It Was Just a Choice)
3 a.m.
Another night
She’s haunted by
A baby’s cry
In the night
She’s haunted by
A baby’s cry
In the night
No way to hide
From the emptiness
She feels inside
And all those things
From the emptiness
She feels inside
And all those things
she’ d believed
she now knows
she’d been deceived
Because of choice
she now knows
she’d been deceived
Because of choice
she’s now a mother
who will never
hold her child.
He turns a page
who will never
hold her child.
He turns a page
He turns away
The words get lost
In what he can’t say
He’d shown support
The words get lost
In what he can’t say
He’d shown support
He’d gone along
Despite a feeling
That it all was wrong
He resents the loss
Despite a feeling
That it all was wrong
He resents the loss
And that on that day
Society said he
really had no say
Because of choice
Society said he
really had no say
Because of choice
He’s now a father
Who will never
Hold his child
We were too young
Who will never
Hold his child
We were too young
We were afraid
We were too poor
The time was wrong
It wasn’t human
Just a clump of cells
We were too poor
The time was wrong
It wasn’t human
Just a clump of cells
It wasn’t alive
It couldn’t feel
It was just a choice
It couldn’t feel
It was just a choice
It was just a choice
It was just a choice
Safe within
It was just a choice
Safe within
His mother’s womb
But when she chose
It spelled his doom
He tried to flee
But when she chose
It spelled his doom
He tried to flee
When death came near
He tried to scream
No one could hear
Now he rests
He tried to scream
No one could hear
Now he rests
In God’s love
He’s forgiven but
Laments from above
Because of choice
He’s forgiven but
Laments from above
Because of choice
They’re now parents
Who will never
Hold their child
We were too young
Who will never
Hold their child
We were too young
We were afraid
We were too poor
The time was wrong
It wasn’t human
We were too poor
The time was wrong
It wasn’t human
Just a clump of cells
It wasn’t alive
It couldn’t feel
It was just a choice
It wasn’t alive
It couldn’t feel
It was just a choice
It was just a choice
It was just a choice
He wasn't a choice
He was a child
Who will never
Be held.
It was just a choice
He wasn't a choice
He was a child
Who will never
Be held.
Pax et bonum
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