Between Shores – A reflection

Between Shores Authored by Akiane Kramarik at age 7 in her book of poems titled My Dream Is Bigger Than I Memories of Tomorrow.  Page 17 Part I.  “You will need your own copy of this book to view the full text of this poem. I limit quotes for the purpose of discussion and to follow copyright guidelines that allows for limited quotes.”

This poem Between Shores consists of five stanzas with four lines each.  The photograph I choose for this reflection is of my own son with his head bobbing in the ocean on a gorgeous sunny day in Ireland in 2018.  This was taken on Inisheer which is part of the Aran Islands off the coast of Ireland.  This poem speaks volumes to me in that the “my” in the poem is the unborn child not allowed to live.  The last stanza is especially profound I quote Akiane here:  “So many triangles in oval eyes of wars I name myself ocean.”  This speaks to me as the war on the womb and the war on the unborn child.  “oval eyes of wars” means the grown ups with eyes who want abortion on demand yet refuse to acknowledge or accept the horrible reality of abortion.  Also those that demand abortion often times would not want to do the procedure themselves.  Thousands bought into the “choice” mindset that it is the “choice” of the mother whether or not to destroy her child in her womb for a price.  After all this is what abortion is:  Murder on demand for a price.  A hit on the child of the mother for a price.  “I name myself ocean” speaks to the horrible reality that there is now an ocean of blood of children destroyed or annihilated prior to birth via abortion on demand.  “I name myself ocean” also speaks to me as the water and blood in which children are brought forth in the birthing process.  Children are conceived and are tiny at the moment of conception.  Contraception many times works as an abortifacient in that the womb becomes a hostile environment for the child newly conceived.  This newly conceived child cannot implant in his or her mother’s womb and is washed out.  This happens a lot with contraception unknown to the parents.  Sad to say there are a large number today who fully comprehend how contraception and abortion works and are ok with these annihilations.  There is a creator a God a power greater than ourselves.  This God of our understanding is not happy with these annihilations.  There is an ocean of blood to be accounted for and all involved in the senseless slaughter of billions of babies via abortion on demand and contraception will be held to account by our Creator.  These children have a mighty voice and their ocean of blood cries out to God.  Mankind must stop destroying our own species wholesale via abortion on demand and contraception.  Nuclear war is a serious threat most people would agree with this statement.  Most people would want to avoid nuclear war at all costs.  This makes good sense.  After all we all have within us an innate natural desire to survive and thrive.  Well abortion on demand and contraception has annihilated and destroyed more human beings than nuclear war and all the wars combined.  Do take a moment of silence now for the nations annihilated and destroyed by abortion on demand and contraception.  This is the worst form of terror ever unleashed yet these children are not acknowledged or given a voice.  Neither are they given unmarked or marked graves.  They are not acknowledged as saints in heaven either.  Their blood has surely sanctified them and they are indeed in heaven for what sin or crime did these innocent children commit?  They were given a death sentence they did not deserve simply for existing.  Children are innocent and not capable of doing seriously bad things.  Especially the helpless child in the womb who cannot feel their own feet or speak for themselves.  These helpless least among us are ignored and discarded and destroyed like trash.  Thank you Akiane Kramarik for giving these children forgotten by the world a voice through your inspired poems you authored while a child age 7.  God told me as a child that it is the children who would teach the world.  I would agree let us all learn how to be humble resilient and forgiving like children are.  We were all children once let us never forget this.  We were all once helpless in our own mother’s wombs waiting to be born.  All of us must thank our parents for giving us life.  We did not all get perfect mother’s or father’s but we are here while billions were not as lucky as us and have been annihilated in the name of “choice”.  Only God in heaven can help us now and I sincerely believe God in heaven will help us.  Thank you for reading and I hope you order your own book from Akiane Kramarik to appreciate more in depth her profound prose.  The title again is My Dreams are Bigger than I.  So true especially for the unborn destroyed by abortion on demand and contraception who were not allowed to dream.  Enjoy the Irish tune titled Inisheer that I play on the Tin Whistle.  This is not my own original tune this is an old time traditional Irish Tune.  You can check out more of these tunes in my Irish Music Session section on YouTube…

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