Please Mama

Everyday deep in the night
I hears the innocent voices
Crying out so badly
Saying
What wrong have I done to you
Mama! That you lick me off the land?

Please mama don't abort me
For I can be a teacher
A doctor
A minister
And a lawyer
Just bring me up to life
And I will show you more love.

That's what I hears always
And am so worried
About the little girls
How they rush for sex
And after to abort pregnancies
Oh! Why not wait for a while
For the right time and the right one?

Don't rush to be a mother
Just be careful, you will win it
There's but less to gain
In teenage sex
The result is teenage pregnancy
Which you always want to get rid off
You'd rather abort sex
Instead of aborting the living one to come
This make you a murderer
So please, mama!
Just bring me up
For you were ready to do so.