Serenade of a 'Could Have Been Mommy'
A new day has just begun,About noon a young adult girl goes
To give up a little life,
That has not yet been born.
She thinks her reason is just and fair
She’s scared of what might happen
If she has that baby.
Afraid of what her friends might think
She’s got a baby and she’s only sixteen
She hadn’t meant for it to happen that way,
She’d done it before,
But there was never a baby to care for,
They told her not to feel bad
The baby is not alive
It is still a blob of cells
It doesn’t have a heart or soul,
It doesn’t feel pain, so why should you care.
But the girl, that sixteen year old,
She feels this pain that’s of the soul.
These thoughts roll through her head
They make her think, they make her sad.
“My mommy had me, I am still here.
She didn’t say no to birthing me.”
Oh, she didn’t know there would be this guilt
She didn’t expect that there would be depression
But the moment she had laid on that table,
She knew that she had done wrong
Something hit her real hard,
When she saw those commercials, the billboards the ads, the people who said
that there were people out there who wanted babies real bad,
There were people who cared ‘bout those little souls,
And people who cared about the mommies of them.
She cried and she cried,
when she realized what she’d done
There was someone who wanted that baby she’d killed
The baby whose life she so selfishly ended.
The baby whose life wasn’t hers to destroy
She felt bitter and full of hate at what she had done
She was angry at herself,
No one else was to blame
When she finally opened her eyes to the state she was in,
She saw she needed someone to help her out
But was there really anyone out there that wanted to help?
And did she really deserve the help that they gave,
If there really was someone out there that cared?
What made her pick up that phone book and look
for a name of a place that helped people like her
She didn’t know why then, but she never regrets that she did.
Cause the people that picked up
Said come on down
We have a remedy for the sickness you have
They sat her down and gave her hugs
They told her they cared,
And understood
And wanted to help.
The medicine is called Jesus, there is no cost for this drug,
He has been waiting for you for so long of a time
He wants to hold you close to whisper in your ear
That he loves you much, much more than anyone else
And he won’t abandon those that he loves when babies comes
And bad things go on.
He died just for you so that you could have hope
Hope of a brighter tomorrow
When sadness happened yesterday.
Now that girl, she is changed
Sure, there’s still pain
But Jesus has come and forgiven her wrong
Yes, Jesus our Lord
Is our Light in all of this darkness.
This darkness of every new day
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