Today I mourn while others march.
I am sad for this life lost that was so, so, wanted.
And I ponder the millions of lives lost that were
given freely but rejected
created perfect and whole but abandoned.
not even afforded the distinction given to medical waste
remnants of persons
tossed away like garbage.
I am through the looking glass
looking at mothers lost in a void I cannot penetrate
that someone would throw away what I desire so desperately.
That my baby would have lived.