The Aborted Child

DECLAMATION PIECE

Orbiso, Christianne Eric T. ENG3 Date: S eptember 8, 2010
BS DevCom 2-A MWF 4:00-5:00PM (LC) Declamation Mrs. Barcenas

The Aborted Child
By: Christianne Eric T. Orbiso

Dear Mama,
I have no place to stay. No arms to hold on to. No hands to comfort me and no lullaby to listen when I want to go to sleep. It’s so dark in here. I am alone in here Mama.
Why did you let me to be here? It’s so hard living alone. I haven’t done something wrong to you even. Why did you left me?
If you let me born, I might be somebody that you’ll be proud of. I might be a doctor that will cure your pain when you have ailments. I might be an architect to design what kind of house you wanted to have or I might be an engineer to construct that designed house. I might be a teacher to teach my siblings, or my nephew and niece. I might be a priest to apprise the words of God to everybody. I might be a lawyer to defend you from people who abused your prerogative or maybe a businessman to help you live in a pleasurable and convenient way of living.
I don’t have the chance to witness the world now, Mama but I know I deserve to live. I need not to blame you this. It was your choice. My possibility to exist is in the dark already. I just need your conscience. I just don’t want you to do this again. Please look forward to the good path. Think things in advance and may you have a bright future.
I love you goodbye, Mama!

Your aborted child