Unborn Lament (1973) by Sr. M. Aloysius Peach, O.S.U.

I was refused a glimpse of the sky

To greet the rising sun

For me---a poor unwanted child

Life had just begun

 

I might have been a priest or a nun,

And worked for God and man

But Seven men condemned
me,

Just as my life began

I might have bee a President,

(or maybe the mother of one)

I might have been a scientist,

(What good I might have done!)

 

A child denied a place on earth,

A child refused a name:

A child begrudged by those his owe

A place in the Hall of Fame.

 

But seven men condemned me

Before I saw the light

As lords of life and death, they chose

The wrong instead of the right.

 

I know that He who took a child

And placed it on His knee

Has not forgotten who I am;

And He will shelter me.

 

And He will have a place for me

That none can take away;

Although my own refused, before

I saw the light of day.

The time will come when every man

will face the judgment seat;

I will not have a single fear

But only mercy sweet.

 

Though my own flesh and blood conspired

To give no place to me,

I shall not be refused a place

For all eternity.

 

For He who is the God of love

Will come to my surprise
He'll look on me, and I shall gaze

With love into his eyes.