By Addi Leigh Ferry
You made the choice
But where is mine?
It is your body Mama
But mine gets dismembered like a lamb to the slaughter
I am as a feather being plucked from a bird
I wanted to choose
I wanted to see the sun and run in the tall grass
I wanted to hear laughter, and sobs
I wanted to be your best friend
But You killed me
My heart would beat just as yours
My lungs filled with the air you would breathe
I jumped for joy at the sound of your voice
And you still didn’t want me.
I will never feel the warmth of the sun hit my face
While I play with friends I will never make
As I hear the frogs I will never chase
While laughing with the voice I do not have
You made the choice mama
Why didn’t you choose me?
Addi Leigh Ferry is in the 11th grade. She enjoys writing and has combined this with her passion for protecting preborn babies. She feels that her calling is to change the world through words, and in addition to her poetry, she is working on a book. Addi is ecstatic to share her work with the world but even more excited to change the world one sentence at a time.