Remember

The next time you do something God awful stupid,
Just plain reckless and with so little regard to life,
I want you to see me crying, hear my aching howl for the child's life I fought so hard to save,
As you care so little for your own.
I want you to struggle with the justice of that two edge sword,
With the pain that Judge bears on my soul,
And all the other mothers that search the stars for their babies,
Their daughters and sons,
The hurt of being stranded here with this
Pain, this loneliness,
And if you still throw it away, I hope you can stand in front of me,
And my tears, and my ache and make me understand.