October 21, 2019




the great city lies silent

from the Rouge to Credit

from the Lake to the Belt

not a person can be seen

in the towers on Yonge

not a light has been burning

the breeze carries no joy

from the parks of West Hill

Ontario Place and Cherry Beach

have no footprints, no laughter

in Yorkdale and at the Eaton

no cash register sounds a sale

at the square of Nathan Phillips

neither diner nor lover is found

this city of four millions is dead

not a breath of life to be heard

is devoid of any soul, it is empty

has become ever more desolated

since nineteen hundred sixty nine



Since 1969 when abortion became legal in

Canada, over 4,000,000 unborn children

have been murdered. Canada is killing its

children at the rate of 10,000 per month.

To put this another way, here in Canada,

since 1969, we have killed the equivalent

of everyone in the Greater Toronto Area.




A poem by Peter Rhebergen

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