The death tally is mounting.
The tragedy is that so often I am numb.
So often I am struck dumb.
Through abortion 65 million have gone away,
and I have nothing to say?
Why am I so unwilling to say or do more?
Because, I’ve done this before.
No results to what I implore.
No one wants to hear. Everyone wants to just ignore.
So many options I have tried to explore.
I whimper when I ought to roar!
I hop when I ought to soar.
The death goes on,
and millions more are gone,
Make that 65 million and one.
Another soul is slowly dying and is nearly done.
Jesus! Raise this soul from dead apathy!
Jesus! This soul happens to be me!