Oh, my Lord, had you thought the day,
To see this earth, as it is
today?
Murders and robberies, drugs and
rape,
Nation against nation, lies and
hate.
You died for our sins, but look at
us now,
Some are so lost, they worship
the cow!
How can it be? When will we unite?
All of this bloodshed, lost in the
fight!
Many have forgotten, through all
their chants,
When you yelled, “Den of
thieves!” at the merchants.
Nothing has changed; we still
have the centers,
Buying, not giving, Oh! Those
sinners.
Blessed are the children, but
they need help,
Before they are condemned forever
in hell.
Now in school, they are forbidden
to pray,
And their parents divorced, they
go astray.
Morality is low, sexual freedom
on the rise.
Our youngsters in trouble, hear
their cries?
Though all is not lost, hope can
be found,
With love and faith, they are
still abound.
Alex
Morgan 12-24-83
