I Need A Baby

Why are teenage girls having sex so young?
Why are they having it without using precautions?
And why, if they do become pregnant, are they not having the abortions that – for good or bad – are freely available.
These teenage mums are not the bright young hopes of the middle classes. These are girls from the inner-city sink-estates who believe that their future will be as bleak as their past.
At home, in poverty and carelessness, these teenagers won’t be fed the nutrition of books, learning and ambition. At school it won’t be much better.
They will learn that, like their mothers and sisters before them, nothing awaits save failure and drudgery.
A baby gives them a plaything of their very own, which they have been so long without. A baby gives them a reason to get up in the morning, which they have never had before. A baby gives them unconditional love, a luxury beyond their wildest dreams.
We know the misery in store for them and their children, we know that these girls have been let down, time and again, by a system that refuses to invest in a change for their better.
The girls, in their own misguided way, are actually trying to give themselves some simple purpose.