What’s the price of an unborn life.

What’s the price of an unborn life, you see one night a man visited me, his suit black and white. Said his name was Azreal. A confused look on my face, had to make sure I heard him right. He told me “you’re under arrest”, glance around not a cop in sight no red or blue lights. Soon had chains on my wrists I dropped to a dark abyss. The man threw me down, with a knife in hand slid the blade down my neck until he reached my chest and sliced my heart out. He then threw it in a box equipped with an eternal lock. Sent it down the river of shame filled with tears of remorse and pain as my soul burst to flames. Hear my alarm ring tears run down my face like tropical rain. See, I sold my son. The devil sent an invoice that read “you can hide but you can’t run, for the deal is done”. It’s clear for the devil had won claiming the prize of my heart, soul, and my son...... What is the price of an unborn life.—- Jared Kull