God Give Me Rome!

Should you with me deal sorrow Lord,

Then may it be of memories past…

And let not the evil hoards

Stick me with their pagan swords,

While tears stain cheeks of saints at last.

 

I lept from Rome into the dark

Where no man knows what waits

Upon my conscience and beating heart

I must stand and never part,

Though consequence be damned to fate!

 

Democrats and Bibles

Seldom a healthy mix,

What peaceful foibles

and war-born travels,

Land the church in an aweful fix.

 

With infants murdered in houses of mercy,

And perversion marching in the streets,

Can we with conscience bow or courtsey

Before a God who hates universly

these ideals we cannot defeat?

 

God, give me Rome

That I could trade

the horror of our present home

for power of the church alone

in place of a Christless facade!

 

- By Shotgun…who wishes we could all just get along…