Overheard conversation

This is a poem I wrote as a conversation between an abortion-minded woman and God.

There is no life within me
Despite what you may say.
Though two lines means "positive,"
There simply is no way.

I can't see any fingers
Upon that big black screen.
Certainly a living thing
Could easily be seen.

What will all of my friends say
Once they hear the big news?
There's no room for motherhood
While shopping for prom shoes.

My parents will be angry,
They're sure to turn away.
They won't believe their daughter
Has now turned out this way.

Just one night, that's all it was,
A temporary fling.
Now is not the time for this
Supposed "living thing."

You say that God has answers
and promises He's made.
Well, Jesus, where are You now?
I'm lonely and afraid.

MY CHILD, I'M RIGHT BESIDE YOU
AS I ALWAYS HAVE BEEN.
I FELT THE PAIN YOU FEEL NOW
AS THE NAILS PIERCED MY SKIN.

YOUR FACE WAS EVER PRESENT
IN MY MIND, ON THAT TREE.
THE SIN WHICH YOU'VE COMMITTED
WAS TRANSFERRED ONTO ME.

BEFORE YOUR MOTHER KNEW YOU
YOUR LIFE WAS IN MY PLAN.
I KNEW WHAT YOU WOULD LOOK LIKE,
I WAS YOUR BIGGEST FAN.

NOW IN YOUR CURRENT DARKNESS,
I'VE GIVEN YOU A LIGHT.
TO SHINE THROUGHOUT YOUR SORROW,
AND GIVE YOUR BLINDNESS SIGHT.

THOUGH IT MAY SEEM SMALL TO YOU,
THIS BABY'S LIFE IS GRAND.
I'VE FASHIONED EVERY DETAIL
IN THE PALM OF MY HAND.

I VALUE EVERY HEARTBEAT.
I VALUE EVERY THOUGHT.
LIFE IS A GIFT, BIG OR SMALL,
DESPITE WHAT YOU'VE BEEN TAUGHT.

SO LET ME BE YOUR COMFORT
AND TAKE ME BY THE HAND.
WHEN YOU FALL DOWN, DON'T WORRY.
I'LL GIVE YOU STRENGTH TO STAND.

FOR THOUGH YOU WILL ALWAYS LOVE
YOUR SON OR YOUR DAUGHTER,
THERE IS NO GREATER LOVE THAN
THE LOVE OF THE FATHER.