Life should be precious, treated as God's special gift
Not something to be tossed aside or set adrift
We may not understand but I am sure that HE does
For all things are possible under God's blue sky
Thousands of years have gone by, but the lack of
humanity's morals can make HIM cry
To treat the least of us in such a terrible way oh for
shame do we rue the day.
You are born, you live - you die
For some this is not cut and dried.
To hold a life in your hands and decide,
what will it be? Choose life? Choose Death?
Oh, would that they be granted the wisdom of Solomon.
Our judges are sorely lacking any compassion
judging merely by coldly reading cold words on cold paper
I only ask for justice for her with humble heart and tremendous passion.
As she lies there slowly ebbing away
No one can say that thoughts, emotions, dreams
do not play across her mind every night & day
How do you do this to someone? Deny the simple
things in life...water, food. Let nothing touch her
lips...let no one try to sustain by even simple means
She has become a battered toy to be fought over
in the name of love...in the name of all that's holy
where is a Solomon?
