A Fold Which Lost Its Way
The American people is surely
A fold which has lost its way
And the wolves of communism and “liberty”
Have found their way to some prey
Who have, to God to whom they fake-pray,
Become a stench to His holy nose
And whose nationhood He must close!
He does not endure for long
Those who sing a false song
About equality, liberty, and justice,
And so must trouble come amidst us.
The only hope from a gracious God
Is forgiveness for our widespread fraud.
But that cannot be asked of Him
By a nation concerned with staying trim
Rather than honoring Him and His statutes.
We prefer to give our troops salutes
And chase down those who pollute
His rivers while we wallow in liberty
Of travel, careers, sex, abortion and TV.
0706 on 22 Sept., 2022
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