Somehow, someway it is evident
That we have turned freedom into slavery
We say it is us, and that we are independent
Oh America, if only that were true
Oh it is acknowledged nationwide
That God is dead and we are over Him
We shut His Word out and refuse to pray and confide
We, in the American church slip
It's too saddening to laugh about
That we are fading into compromise
It's such a charade that we carry on acting out
It's the curse of the Western world
The evidence speaks so loud and clear
We've chosen independence from freedom
Running away as Jonah did we refuse to hear
God's Voice that is following
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Dr. Jekyll and Ms. Christian's Kaleidoscopic Blitzkrieg
RandomA collaboration of poetry, contemplations, and stories. A sequel to Mute & Blind and Wings For Flight (find them at @bohemianragamuffin)
