We think that God will look the other way,
When we willfully choose to go astray.
So with stubborn pride, we flaunt our sins,
And that is when our real trouble begins.
Our God is patient, merciful and kind,
But if we rebel, He’ll swat our behind.
A wise father, He gives us what we need,
Spankings too, if we refuse to take heed.
Despite our sadness, He knows what’s best,
His only desire is that we pass the test.
Though His anger be kindled for a spell,
If we just repent, all will soon be well.
Is Islam really a religion of peace,
As many Muslims always try to show?
No, Allah’s curse is on nonbelievers,
Muhammad wrote this, you should know.
Take not for friends Christian or Jew,
Yes, their prophet even said that too.
Fight and seize any who do not believe,
Hands and feet cut off they’ll receive,
Enslave, tax, crucify, give no reprieve,
Remove their head, this life they leave.
None of these things Jesus ever taught,
Religion of peace? Islam is surely not.
Of all the things humans have devised,
One shrewd ploy is a leader demonized.
You make him look so bad in the press,
You say his people he loves to oppress.
You paint that man as black as can be,
And then you go in with your own army.
Regime change is the order of the day,
It doesn’t matter what the locals say.
Y
ou have the power, so you’re the boss,
Those nationals will accept their loss.
After all, democracy is what you bring,
Oh my gosh; it has such a hollow ring.
I have been young and now I am old,
I oft failed and was out in the cold.
I tasted the bitter and of the sweet,
I knew of success as well as defeat.
Love touched my heart but so did hate,
I took my chance and played with fate.
Through it all I’ve learned one thing,
Earthly pleasures will not joy bring.
God alone can fill one’s empty heart,
To think otherwise is not very smart.
So listen well and take heed dear one,
Trust in God’s Mercy thru His own Son.
My tongue is the pen of a ready writer,
I write by the Spirit as I have heard,
Sheep delight in the soul food I offer,
While goats rant I am sick and absurd.
But our God is no respecter of persons,
He wisely chooses whomsoever He will,
So that He alone receives all the glory,
While His enemies are silenced and still.
Our God delights in using small things,
Yes, even a crazy old fool such as I be,
But knowing it’s His Spirit working in us,
Alas, I can conclude there is no mystery.
Once there was a Prophet named Jeremiah,
That boy loved his people so very deep,
But when that young lad began to prophesy,
They told him “Don’t you dare make a peep!”
You see, Jeremiah was the Lord’s true seer,
Not like false prophets politicians love,
So once that poor boy gave the Lord’s Word,
The people’s push soon turned into shove.
Those fools accused him of being a traitor,
“How unpatriotic!” they all cried out loud,
From there the situation only grew worse,
As angry murmurs spread throughout the crowd.
They were so happy with their false priests,
Thus they claimed Jer’s words were not true,
Next, they shoved God’s Prophet into prison,
Now what was dear Jeremiah supposed to do?
But the ire of nonbelievers was yet kindled,
The prison court simply would not suffice,
So full of rage they threw him in a mud pit,
By now poor Jeremiah wasn’t feeling too nice.
But one eunuch believed in God’s true Prophet,
Ebedmelech the Ethiopian was that man’s name,
He approached the king and pleaded for mercy,
And thus thirty helpful men to Jeremiah came.
You may already know the end of this story,
Prophet Jeremiah was vindicated by the Lord,
About forty years after he began prophesying,
Nebuchadnezzar arrived with a terrible sword.
