Aborted's Will (C) 7-9-2012 Poem by Zahir Kijani

If you're reading this more than likely I've been sucked away
Repressed from seeing God's creation on a summer day
So without further ado I give this to my would be family and friends
I'll make it concise so there's no fighting in the end
First to my would be friends I only hope you all live well
Share the love and laughter between each other not the wretched smells
Keep each other close like I would if I was there with you
And don't be sad when you reminisce just know my spirit's there in you
Have as much fun as possible just the way that I would have it
Live in the moment and with opportunities reach out and grab it
You only get one life so live it the best you can
Because at least you have it I'll never be able to understand

Next to my wife that I might've had
Who my children would've looked up to side by side with dad
Or maybe I would've married a man I'd cater to every night
To her I'd be the best husband or for him the greatest wife
Don't grieve over my loss you'll find somebody else
I feel in my mind I know how you would've felt
I know how much you would've loved our family with all your heart
But I'm gone from you now so there's somewhere else you'll have to start

And to my children that somehow could've came out of me
I'm so sorry I didn't get a chance to squeeze out at least the bottom three
I would've loved you like a mother or raised you up fatherly
I mean there's no say if I had any seeds but it still bothers me
I apologize for not being able to raise you like a parent should
But as you see my parents got rid of me, so not cut out for parenthood

To my Grandparents on either side I wish we could've met
I won't get that elderly warmth that some children get
My grandmothers won't kiss me with lips extra wet
And Grandfathers I can't move to your heart in that place you set
Too bad from spendin the night to get away from home I've been restricted
I love you Grandmas and pas keep passin your years alive and kickin

To my future I'm sorry I guess it wasn't meant to be
What you had in store just won't be able to be sent to me
I bet it was something good too maybe a millionaire
To help my parents out of their struggle, just hold my will in there
And if you can maybe give your plans to someone who really deserves it
I know wickedness wasn't for me so bless the one who earned it

To my father I'm not really sure how to address the situation
I can't say how you feel about it but I hope you fit the stipulations
For being a good father someone who would've raised me up
To be the child you could be proud of even through the crazy stuff
I can't tell if you were for my death although you didn't write it up
And if you were against, you weren't against that much cause you didn't fight enough

Finally to my mother, I have so much to say
I want to ask you what made you think about this anyway
Was it circumstantial and you figured I'd get in the way?
Or would I have butted into your fun and thrown your life away
What could I have done to change your mind from murdering me?
You didn't give me a chance to prove I was close to living worthily
Did you cry when you found out that I was placed inside your soul?
I see you as a coward mom who lacks your life control
How it's legal for you to do this is beyond me
But I could've been Martin King, Malcolm X or Ghandi
I could've surpassed Michael Jackson and scored more than Michael Jordan
Ruled like Mandella but instead I'm reduced to clinical abortion
You could've raised me to be strong and make you the proudest mother
Teach me how to love my husband or for my wife show me how to love her
I can't feel your kisses or hugs or warmth or comfort for my tears
What will you think of me as you walk you path through the years?
You could've gave me to someone else that'd grab me and hug me
I don't know the boundary but is it too much to want someone to love me?
I'm sorry I strayed off topic but I love you although you got rid of me
My only wish is you don't kill my siblings like you did to me.

I love you all.