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3 Poems of Relevance
Now I sit me down in
school
Where praying is against the rule
For this great nation under God
Finds mention of Him very odd.
If Scripture now the class
recites,
It violates the Bill of Rights.
And anytime my head I bow
Becomes a Federal matter now.
Our hair can be purple,
orange or green,
That’s no offense; it’s a freedom scene.
The law is specific, the law is precise.
Prayers spoken aloud are a serious vice.
For praying in a public
hall
Might offend someone with no faith at all.
In silence alone we must meditate,
God’s name is prohibited by the state
We’re allowed to cuss and
dress like freaks,
And pierce our noses, tongues and cheeks.
They’ve outlawed guns, but FIRST the Bible.
To quote the Good Book makes me liable.
We can elect a pregnant Senior Queen,
And the ‘unwed daddy,’ our Senior King.
It’s “inappropriate” to teach right from wrong,
We’re taught that such “judgments” do not belong.
We can get our condoms and
birth controls,
Study witchcraft, vampires and totem poles.
But the Ten Commandments are not allowed,
No word of God must reach this crowd.
It’s scary here I must
confess,
When chaos reigns the school’s a mess.
So, Lord, this silent plea I make:
Should I be shot; My soul please take!
Amen
Climb Till Your Dreams Come True
Often your tasks will be many,
And more than you think you can do…
Often the road will be rugged
And the hills insurmountable, too…
But always remember, the hills ahead
Are not as steep as they seem,
And with Faith in your heart start upward
And climb ‘til you reach your dream,
For nothing in life that is worthy
Is ever too hard to achieve
If you have the Faith to believe…
For Faith is a force that is greater
Than knowledge or power or skill
And many defeats turn to triumph
If you trust in God’s wisdom and will…
For Faith is a mover of mountain,
There’s nothing that God cannot do,
So start out today with Faith in your heart
And “Climb Till Your Dream Comes True”!
______Helen Steiner Rice
The following poem was written by Judge Roy Moore
from Alabama. Judge Moore was sued by the ACLU for displaying the Ten
Commandments in his courtroom foyer. He has been stripped of his judgeship
and now they are trying to strip his right to practice law in Alabama!
(see
www.thecnc/pastorappeal The judge's poem sums America’s
condition up quite well)
America the beautiful, or so you used to be.
Land of the Pilgrims' pride; I'm glad they'll never see.
You think that
God's not angry, that our land's a moral slum?
Babies piled in dumpsters,
Abortion on demand,
Oh, sweet land of liberty;
your house is on the sand.
Our children wander aimlessly poisoned by cocaine
choosing to indulge their
lusts,
when God has said abstain.
From sea to shining sea,
our Nation turns away
From the teaching of God's love
and a need to always pray.
We've kept God in our temples, how callous we have grown.
When earth is but His footstool,
and Heaven is His throne.
We've voted in a
government
that's rotting at the core,
Appointing Godless Judges;
who throw reason out the door,
Too soft to place a killer
in a well deserved tomb
before he leaves the womb.
You think that God's not
angry, that our land's a moral slum?
How much longer will He wait
before His judgment comes?
How are we to face our God,
from Whom we cannot hide?
What then is left for us to do,
but stem this evil tide?
If we who are His children,
will humbly turn and pray;
Seek His holy face
and mend our evil way:
Then God will hear from Heaven;
and forgive us of our sins,
He'll heal our sickly land
and those who live within.
But, America the Beautiful,
If you don't - then you will see,
A sad but Holy God
withdraw His hand from Thee.
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