Away in a basin

Away in a basin,

No crib for its head,

A little lost fetus

Asleep with the dead;

The stars in the heavens

Looked down where it died,

The little lost fetus,

A choice feticide.

Away with the remnants,

The parts never born,

A little lost fetus,

Apart and forlorn;

Away with the pieces,

Just surgical waste;

A little lost fetus

Aborted in haste.

Away with its body,

Away with its care;

A little lost fetus

Without hope or prayer;

The stars in the heavens

Looked down on the choice,

A little lost fetus,

Without any voice.