A Student's
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
our condoms and 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!
Amen
Author Unknown
If anyone
knows who the author of this poem is
please
let me know so I can give
'credit
where credit is due'
