Celebrate Life
I begin my life journey at the moment of conception
I am a single celled, tiny human being
My name is zygote
, which means, "Yoked" in Greek
Do you know?
By now I already inherited 23 chromosomes and 50,000 genes from each parent
And my sex and unique genetic and physical characteristics are determined!
In 10 days,
I travel and implant into my mothers’ womb,
The best place God created for my protection and nourishment
At 8 weeks, my heartbeat begins
At 9 weeks, I can bend fingers around to grab an object
I sometimes start thumb sucking as early as 7 weeks!
By 14 weeks, fingerprints have formed on my hands
At 20 weeks, I can hear my mother's heartbeat
At seven months, I begin to do stretching and kicking,
I am getting ready to see the world that awaits me
During the ninth month, I begin to gain weight rapidly
At birth, I bring joy and happiness to my family.
I used to be valued and cherished in India, but not any more.
I tell you the untold truth:
Not long ago, few feminists envisioned a social re-engineering in the west
They sold lies that family and motherhood are a form of slavery,
Inspired many women to trade
Family for fulfilling career,
Marriage for casual relationships,
Interdependence for independence,
Procreation for pleasure,
Social good for radical individualism,
Self-sacrifice for self-indulgence and abstinence for fornication.
They said, "Women can have it all"--except family and children.
They twisted science and said the Fetus is not a human being;
They devised methods to choke and starve me to death;
They called a gruesome murder an "Abortion"
--
Later re-worded it as "reproductive rights" and "reproductive freedom";
After all, everyone wants to fight for rights and freedoms!
Since then millions of unborn lives were expended to protect reproductive rights!
India has made a choice to blindly follow the folly of the west,
Celebrating life
by terminating innocent life;
Shedding crocodile tears for female infanticide.
India, a home for billion people,
Why have you forgotten your values?
You are alive today because your parents celebrated your life at the womb.
Give ear to my silent cry;
Give me a chance to live;
I promise I will bring joy and happiness in your life.
You will find fulfillment and purpose in your life as I grow in your care.
I could be the one who would change the destiny of your country.
Pauldurai

I wrote
this poem to show the preciousness of human life in the womb. I wrote
this in the context of my country, India, where an estimated 25 million
babies are murdered every year. I am a regular visitor of your website,
I thank God for your work and for speaking truth and defending Biblical
values. ~ A. Pauldurai, Christian from India, father of two boys