abortion is a
right, not a right, or decided outside of a woman’s body? if a right, it cannot
be challenged, if not a right, a woman is at the mercy of deciders. if
otherwise, a woman will ask, “When do I have a say over what takes place in my
body?” many remain silent, brooding, or siding with manly observances,
assertions, enforcements, their rules. the topic is delicate—one might suggest,
if a child is not desired, or feasible, or planned, use necessary precaution;
another might say, accidents happen; another might say, this child is the
product of rape—I don’t want it!
life is precious, we each agree, if not, something aberrant is taking
place. moreover, most don’t understand how powerful the “Bible Belt” are. much agonizing grief, forced to raise
a child the mother can’t receive, can’t afford, or doesn’t mirror—for father is
a victimizer. we do agree,
abortion is not a form of birth control. we speak to something deeper, we speak
to a woman’s rights, her future, her access to letting a fetus go. so,
it is not the method of mere abortion, it is the right to determine what takes
place in a woman’s body—her unconditional autonomy. many will deny a woman,
take from her, simply because her voice is stifled—her anger means less, she is
property, she has no say in directing her future. a little inflammatory.
I worked at a store watching as many
purchased Plan B. morals are
supreme, ethics are deliberate—many would frown on the misuse of contraceptives.
there is an issue looming. Roe V. Wade—will it sustain its
legacy? will it be overturned? powers are threatened. men need to possess,
overwhelm, dominate women. No freedom! No Mercy! She must obey! I imagine
Planned Parenthood is both angry and nervous—while NARAL is going ballistic—letters
thrashing into war, rights displayed in emails, passion, aggression, legitimacy
speckled upon souls. we sit in jeopardy. the torchlight is blazing.
