Our country’s heart is in a vise
This should not come as great surprise
I’m sad we are a nation lost
With no truth to compute the cost.
The principles that we once had
Have lost their way and turned to bad
The wolves have clad themselves like sheep
While foxes now the henhouse keep !
When Moses prayed upon the Mount
The people fled, their gold to count
They sinned and all their idols cast
But God knew best, they came in last !
Claire V. Bogdanos 