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From the moment we are born
A spark of energy was placed within
Each and everyone retains that spark
For that energy is a living thing
It stays with everyone on earth
It keeps the body alive
For whilst on this earthly plain
This energy helps all to survive
What is this energy?
How do we explain?
Without this spark of light
In life we would not sustain
When life’s journey ends
And when the energy no longer burns
It is drawn back to God
To the spirit world it returns
A journey everyone will take
In to the arms of those above
As a perfect spiritual body
Re-united with all those we with love
Pregnant woman smoking,
Which bit will you damage next?
Perhaps a brain cell here and there?
Perhaps a heart beat could be vexed.
You never know, perhaps a toe.
Your inhaling has in sight,
Or maybe the baby’s liver
Is to be rendered not quite right.
The choice is not entirely yours,
Smoke will have its own quiet way,
And, passively, the babe you carry
Simply has no say.
So, this is for your baby
Taking its hurt to heart.
Speechless little victim.
Let this poem voice your part.