When Elizabeth heard the salutation of Mary, the infant leaped in her womb: and Elizabeth was filled with the Holy Ghost. And she cried out with a loud voice and said: Blessed art though among woman, and blessed is the fruit of thy womb. (Luke 1:41)
“It isn’t a child,” said the Council, “No it isn’t a child,” said the King. “It’s got two arms and it’s got two legs. But it’s really only a thing.” “Its heart may appear to be beating. It awakes with its mother at five. It stirs to the sound of her singing. But the thing isn’t really alive.”
Archbishop and agony aunties Embryologists joined in the song. “Remember our qualifications, How dare you suggest we are wrong?”
“We all agree: we all agree.” They chanted out in time, “We’ve been to the Court for a judgment: To kill a thing isn’t a crime.”
The professor of Logic asserted. The Assembly of nations, and all the press and the College of Surgeons. “Besides, it’s remarkably small.”
It’s got no cash. It’s got no vote, it’s hardly anything. If you’ll just look away for a moment. We promise it won’t feel a thing.” And millions of people are applauded the millions of things torn apart. But Mary saluted her cousin. And pondered each thing in her heart.
David Poole. Q.C. Is the Chairman of the Association of Lawyers In Defence of the Unborn.
