[Congressional Record Volume 142, Number 105 (Wednesday, July 17, 1996)]
[Extensions of Remarks]
[Page E1296]
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                 PARTIAL BIRTH, VETO--HEARTS WAXED COLD

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                         HON. ROBERT K. DORNAN

                             of california

                    in the house of representatives

                         Tuesday, July 16, 1996

  Mr. DORNAN. Mr. Speaker, some citizens are moved to write very moving 
poetry about the major moral issue of our time--the horror of abortion.

                 Partial Birth, Veto--Hearts Waxed Cold

                          (By Dawn M. Thomas)

       It is pitiful to see ``We the people' caught up in our 
     everyday cares to the extent we let a small minority of 
     citizens and the permanent government dictate changes and 
     laws without the bat of an eyelash as to our plight. Our 
     apathy testifies against us! We wait until it's almost too 
     late, and the damage has been done.
       The love of money shroud in ``A Woman's Right to Choose'' 
     and ``A Woman's Health at Risk'' has duped us into a lack of 
     compassion for those who cannot defend themselves. Will the 
     deceitfulness of riches which motivates the morally ignorant 
     be allowed to wax our hearts cold? We can't let it happen. It 
     is time to let those silent screams be heard!
       The Partial Birth Abortion Ban Veto is a disgrace to ``We 
     the Register readers'' and a slap in the face to what America 
     stands for ``One Nation under God indivisible with Liberty 
     and Justice for All!'' Thanks to Bill Clinton the word All 
     has been neologized to mean, only those who live outside the 
     womb. If a baby's head has not emerged it's not a baby. I'm 
     abhorred! The disastrous, devastating, and disgraceful 
     Clinton veto of the partial-birth infanticide ban is best 
     summed up in my poem ``Auspicious Dissension'', (The promise 
     of good fortune but receiving strife in it's stead.) My baby 
     daughter, Sarah, 19 months old was the only love which could 
     quiet my bleeding soul and quell the tears which poured down 
     my cheeks after being slapped with the horrifying news of 
     Clinton's veto of the ban. I look in my baby's eyes, then, 
     grasping her close, heartbeat to heartbeat--birthed our poem 
     ``Auspicious Dissension''.

                         Auspicious Dissension

     Oh! This grandiouse baby in my arms compels my heart with all 
           her charms;
     A well-spring of love deep within quelling the din of blood-
           laden sin, of the silent lives capriciously seized, 
           wringing exuberance from the wrought now bereaved.
     Fallicious in their imperious ways neologizing life--for 
           neokeynsian pays;
     Rationalizing all along with dispersive power of a vascular-
           throng.
     Dismantling truth with impertinent jargon; false 
           consciousness reeling duress through pardon;
     Take Heed and Alarm: For the writ that's been script has kept 
           us alive through bridle and bit.
     If not for the distal and disparage of many, our land would 
           be peaceful and filled with plenty;
     Take Heed and Alarm: The fey who are fickle God won't be 
           mocked for he comes with His Sickle.
       Culminating my poem is the fact that Abraham Lincoln our 
     16th president, in 1863 admonishes the whole American people, 
     in his ``Thanksgiving Proclamation'', to confess their sins 
     and transgressions in humble sorrow with assured hope and 
     genuine repentance that it will lead to mercy and pardon. 
     Also to recognize the sublime truth announced in the Holy 
     Scriptures and proven by all history, that those nations are 
     blessed whose God is the Lord. Mr. Lincoln goes on to warn us 
     that the calamities of the day could very well be the result 
     of our presumptuous sins. He brings to light the peace and 
     prosperity we've enjoyed as a result of God. But Lincoln 
     reiterates how we have forgotten the gracious hand which 
     preserved us in peace and multiplied and enriched and 
     strengthened us, and how in the deceitfulness of our hearts, 
     we have vainly imagined that all these blessings were 
     produced by some superior wisdom or virtue of our own. 
     Lincoln saw that we the people get intoxicated by unbroken 
     success and become to self-sufficient to feel the necessity 
     of redeeming and preserving grace and become to proud to pray 
     to the God who made us. So it seemed fit and proper for 
     President Abraham Lincoln to invite his fellow citizens in 
     every part of the United States, at sea and sojourning in 
     foreign lands, to observe a day of thanksgiving and praise to 
     our beneficent Father who dwelleth in the heavens.
       I hope we (voters) will be those respondent people when we 
     vote. And I hope that next Thanksgiving we'll have shown true 
     honor to our country by the manner in which we voted on Nov. 
     5, 1996. Have our hearts waxed cold? As it is today we stand 
     in danger of becoming a third world nation! It is due time to 
     stand up and be counted in ``the number!''

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