Why Pro Life?
Every year, over a million babies are aborted in the United States. These children are not just an unwanted collection of cells growing in the mother. They are the collective culmination of generations going back countless centuries. Each child has the genetic makeup of the parents, as well as uncles, aunts, grandparents, great-grandparents and on and on.
Each child has recognizable features like eyes, ears, hair and personality traits of those who came before him or her.
The mother is aborting her family tree. Bits of a dear departed grandmother, a favorite uncle, or a cousin are all in the DNA of this unique individual.
And what might have that tiny life have become, if he were allowed to live? What discoveries will the world never know?
And what will the soul of the aborted child think and see? A mother’s regret in later life? Or sooner?
Only God will know these children taken from the earth before they even had a chance.
I wrote this song and recorded it in my home “studio”. I will admit the words were hard to sing without getting choked up. A lot of emotion went into writing this.
I hope the Video and the music somehow conveys the sense of loss I feel for the millions of children our society throws away before they are even born.
And what must these poor souls think of us? And what does God think?
A Million Souls up in Heaven
A Video. Music and Lyrics written and performed by Tom White. This is a view of abortion from the perspective of the aborted child. Not about the abortion itself, but the soul in Heaven – as the title says.
The lyrics:
A Million Souls up in Heaven
I got my Mama’s coal black hair, and my Daddy’s crooked grin
Got my Grandma’s funny ears and my Grandpa’s dimpled chin
I love to dance and kick my feet like my Uncle likes to do
My aunt loves her quiet time and sometimes I do too.
A hundred generations of two separate family trees
Brought together by my branch for all eternity.
You’d think they would all agree and everyone rejoice
But that ain’t what happens to the victims of pro choice
Chorus
But there’s a million souls up in Heaven
Looking down on earth below
There’s a million souls up in Heaven
That only God will ever know.
I might have been a Doctor and done a lot of good
Or maybe just a carpenter who makes things out of wood.
I might have been an Astronaut and soared high above the world
Or maybe just a normal boy or a normal little girl
I might have been a writer and made the world a better place
Or maybe just a preacher trying to save the human race
I might have been a singer writing songs about romance
I might have been a lot of things but I never had a chance
Chorus
But there’s a million souls up in Heaven
Looking down on earth below
There’s a million souls up in Heaven
That only God will ever know.
I never felt my Mama’s touch and I long for her embrace
And she tries to tell herself that I’m in a better place
One less son or daughter there to share her golden years
She cries herself to sleep sometimes, her pillow stained with tears
Everybody told her she had a right to choose.
But they never told her how much that she would lose.
The thing about decisions that can never be reversed
Instead of solving problems they can sometimes make them worse
Chorus
But there’s a million souls up in Heaven
Looking down on earth below
There’s a million souls up in Heaven
That only God will ever know.
About Tom White
Tom is a US Navy Veteran, owns an Insurance Agency and is currently an IT Manager for a Virginia Distributor. He has been published in American Thinker, currently writes for the Richmond Examiner as well as Virginia Right! Blog. Tom lives in Hanover County, Va and is involved in politics at every level and is a Recovering Republican who has finally had enough of the War on Conservatives in progress with the Leadership of the GOP on a National Level.
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EXCELLENT Song and Music!!!!!!!!!!