Voice of an unborn child

Secretly...I've been formed
Noone knows for sure when I'll be born

I could be early, I could be late
I could be born right on the date

But it's no secret...how I was created
And the Father above....he knows me
I don't understand...how I could be hated
and you kill me...you kill me.....

What did I do? What have I done?
Don't you want to have a daughter or a son?
You say it's your body, you say it's your life
But I'm really someone growing inside

But it's no secret...how I was created
And the Father above....he knows me
I don't understand...how I could be hated
and you kill me...you kill me.....

I cannot speak, nor can I walk
So I depend on you to please make them stop!
I have a body, with fingers and toes
And I have a heartbeat, thump-thump it goes.....
thump-thump it goes....thump-thump it goes....

Please let me live.
Don't let me die
Life is something we all should try
If you don't want me, somebody will
Then you can have your life...
....and I'll have my life still

This is a song written by Melissa Henry and is part of a tape entitled Song Harvest

Every year in the United States, Nearly one and a half million babies are murdered by their own mother.