Their City existed before the Civil War,
Now subdivisions flourish where crops once rose,
And modern technology isn’t knocking at their door
When it comes to new businesses none get proposed.
Nothing much changed in the sleepy little place
Content as they were with their way of life,
Until the day a stranger shook up their pace,
He sowed seeds of discord, mistrust and strife.
A charming mask hid the true man,
Like the classic two-faced politician
He built castles for them on shifting sand
That fell with no cornerstone in position.
By the time the truest revelation came
It seemed all in town had bought the lies
He left them in ruin when he promised them fame
For his cause they joined was born to die.
Oh had they been aware the lion roaming the earth
Who lived to devour all caught in his scheme,
Be a town, a village, a home, a hearth
Any people would do if he could rip them apart at their seams.
Had the town peeled the blinders from their eyes
Recognized who he & they were in their hearts
Had their knees hit the floor & to the Lord cried,
Or picked up the banner for freedom to do their part.
Sleepy little towns or tremendous cities
Every city, village, & every hue of mankind,
This is the time & place shrug off self-pity
Will you stand now for God as the future unwinds?
We cannot ignore lessons from past situations,
Or forget that one act of courage can the tides change,
Don’t make decisions with false presumptions,
Do we still need to learn from humanities pains ?
This one little town in the middle of no where,
Can change the course of this country
If it dares to stand up and care,
We must be “one nation under God” to be the “land of the free”.