Now I sit me down in school,

Where praying is against the rule.

For this great nation under God,

Finds mention of Him very odd.

If Scripture now the class recites,

It violates the Bill of Rights.

And anytime my head I bow,

Becomes a Federal matter now.

Our hair can be purple, orange or green,

That's no offense; it's a freedom scene.

The law is specific, the law is precise,

Prayers spoken aloud are a serious vice.

For praying in a public hall,

Might offend someone with no faith at all.

In silence alone we must meditate,

God's name is prohibited by state.

We're allowed to cuss and dress like freaks,

And pierce our noses, tongues and cheeks.

They've outlawed guns, but First the Bible,

To quote the Good Book makes me liable.

We can elect a pregnant Senior Queen,

And the 'unwed daddy' our Senior King.

It's "inappropriate" to teach right from wrong,

We're taught that such "judgments" do not belong.

We can get our condoms and birth controls,

Study witchcraft, vampires and totem poles.

But the Ten Commandments ,

Are not allowed.

It's scary here, I must confess,

When chaos reigns the school's a mess.

So, Lord this silent plea I make:

Should I be shot;

My soul, please take!

Amen

This was written by a teen in Bagdad, Arizona

And I thank you April for sending it to me.

My heart goes out to this young teenager!

To think that this teen feels so much love for our Lord,

To write this sad but true poem.

God Bless you, and may God give you freedom to pray!

At school, at work, at any given time of the day!

Love, Sandy

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