We are not a Christian nation.
We are an a’bomb’ination.
We are not holy and sanctified.
We are clueless and hypnotized.
We walk around all glassy-eyed,
Vain and proud and full of pride.
We value glitter and golden rings.
We sold our soul for material things.
We preach about Jesus, and turn our back
to build the bombs we use to attack.
No psalms are read, only palms to grease.
We talk the talk and then do as we please.
So many churches and yet, no peace.
They amass a fortune from the flock they fleece.
Their God’s commandment, “thou shall not kill,”
is all but ignored while they seek a thrill.
Love they neighbor? They love them not.
They’ve a soul in decay and a body of rot.
The victims of war are not their concern.
Helping the poor is not a lesson they learn.
If you’re weak and broke, no Christian you’ll see.
They’re building more bombs to send over the sea.
Shelby I. Courtland
©2013 Shelby I. Courtland