FROM DISTANT SHORES

GOD SENT THEM HERE FROM DISTANT SHORES,
FREE SOIL TO WALK UPON...
FOR ME AND MINE...FOR YOU AND YOURS
TO CALL OUR "HOME SWEET HOME".

THEY FLED FROM PERSECUTION.
THEY FOUGHT FOR THEIR OWN LIVES.
IN THAT GREAT REVOLUTION
THEY PAID OUR FREEDOM'S PRICE.

BUT WE, UNLIKE OUR FATHERS,
HAVE WALKED IN PATHS SO STRANGE.
WE JUST COULD NOT BE BOTHERED
WHEN GOD'S OWN LAWS WERE CHANGED!

THEY TOOK THE TEN COMMANDMENTS
AND BIBLE OUT OF SCHOOL.
OUR CHILDREN WE ABANDONED.
WE LET THE DEVIL RULE

AND NOW IT'S TIME FOR REAPING
THE SEEDS THAT WE HAVE SOWN.
WE SHOULD HAVE FOUGHT FOR KEEPING
GOD'S LAWS WE'RE BASED UPON.

This poem was a finalist in the August 2011 poetry contest