Born Without A Chance

[C.E. Manor]

 

Here the cries for help coming from the womb

A living unborn child whose life is doomed

You see, Tina got pregnant, she's only fifteen

This can't be so; this must be a dream

She can't tell her parents; they'll lose their minds

Because Tina's just a baby; she could hardly tell time

So her only way out is to have an abortion

That's what her friends are doing, and it's out of proportion

She'd rather kill this child because it must stay hidden

Locked in her room; home alone sitting

This child will never ever run and prance

Because of abortion; it's born without a chance

 

Born without a chance, that's not our decision

If a child should die or have a chance at living

We are in and out of courts for the right to decide

If a baby should die or remain alive

Ladies must say no and the guys must listen

Cause the birth of a child is now on a mission

Life comes quick and life comes hard

It's not you giving life, it's coming from the Lord

It's up to a judge to grant permission

And oppose the word of God; that's the wrong decision

The right to live; the right to love

The right to see birds fly high above

The right to see a sunset; the right to feel romance

It's no fair that they're born without a chance.

 

C.E. Manor