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New School Prayer


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 the 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 any kind of birth controls,


study witchcraft, vampires and totem poles.


But the Ten Commandments are not allowed,


no word of God must reach this crowd.


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!





This poem was posted on the Bagdad AZ Public Bulletin board on 1/28/00.

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