The law, like Superman, i̶s̶ should be a protector. For the weak— who tend to look different from time to time.

Superman fights to protect. He bares his awesome emblem to protect. He dons that fearsome mask of invincibility and great strength to protect.

That is exactly how I’d explain Superman’s antics to my kids. But even in my late 20s, I still don’t know if I’d make a good mother. If I was a teenager and unexpectedly pregnant, I’d be terrified.

Back in my third-world backyard, you grow accustomed to a couple of things. Poverty, which is a given, and broken families. Often, the 2 were like peas in a pod — scarcely one without the other.

But first-world nations have to deal with that too.

Exactly, grasshopper.

Children, in any society, are expensive to properly care for. They are also precious and, however cliche it may sound, are our future. How they are raised is important and should be prioritized when dispute arises.

Enter 2022 — the year of some not so firsts — abortion being the subject matter.

A lot has already been said, so…

I won’t point to any facade of control being aimed for.

I won’t point to the fear tactics lying in wait.

I won’t point to the damage an unprepared parent can do to a child.

I won’t mention the adoption systems and family planning methods that inspire little confidence.

I won’t even question whether the policy & decision makers had diversified and complete information.

I won’t wonder about desperate people in a capitalist world with backwater abortions, human trafficking, and convenient dumpsters.

I won’t ask about the place of women or children in society.

I won’t even ask about the plight of the weak.

Even more so, I won’t be silent when it counts.

If Shakespeare wasn’t loud enough, maybe Jesus was,

The Sabbath was made for man, not man for the Sabbath.

— Mark 2:27 NIV

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B. Chepkorir

Software Development Enthusiast | Writer on Code Like A Girl & FreeCodeCamp -- I "talk" fast