The following poem, “Murder…!” was written by Mr. Blokhuis and we include it here as a remembrance of what abortion truly is, the intentional murder of a defenseless pre-born child.<\/em><\/p>\n First open up and dilate, Gently extract the pieces Nurse will hold your hand dear, My God, it’s bloody murder! I? A. Blokhuis The following poem, “Murder…!” was written by Mr. Blokhuis and we include it here as a remembrance of what abortion truly is, the intentional murder of a defenseless pre-born child. First open up and dilate, We’ll give the Fiend some room So he can use his instruments Engaged in acts of doom. It’s so to […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3014,"featured_media":1316,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[281,327,282],"tags":[79,219,329,256],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/test.weneedalaw.ca\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/758"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/test.weneedalaw.ca\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/test.weneedalaw.ca\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/test.weneedalaw.ca\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3014"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/test.weneedalaw.ca\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=758"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/test.weneedalaw.ca\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/758\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1486,"href":"https:\/\/test.weneedalaw.ca\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/758\/revisions\/1486"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/test.weneedalaw.ca\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/1316"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/test.weneedalaw.ca\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=758"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/test.weneedalaw.ca\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=758"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/test.weneedalaw.ca\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=758"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nWe’ll give the Fiend some room
\nSo he can use his instruments
\nEngaged in acts of doom.
\nIt’s so to gain His access
\nAnd crush that tiny brain
\nDismantled from it’s cervix,
\nDissected from what’s sane.<\/span><\/p>\n
\nAnd place them on a tray
\nClings to His evil thesis,
\nYour problem’s gone away,
\nNow first we’ll reassemble,
\nMake sure each piece is there,
\nWe’d never want to hurt you
\nThe Devil takes great care.<\/p>\n
\nYes, she will see you through,
\nAh, just a few more minutes,
\nYou’ll be as good as new,
\nYet, torn and mutilated,
\nThis tiny human soul
\nHas been annihilated,
\nHarbinger of sheol.<\/p>\n
\nDear Lord what have I done?
\nIs there for such forgiveness?
\nO God, where shall I run?
\nI’ve killed my tiny baby
\nWhat they said was a lie,
\nO Lord, help me and save me
\nI caused a life to die.<\/p>\n
\nI caused
\nI caused a life…
\nI caused my Lord to die
\nFor me.<\/p>\n
\nMar. 30\/15<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"