One Nation????

We Talk about a Nation Under God, My how wrong have we become.
We stand divided on so many things, Even on God’s name we have shunned and try to pretend that it means nothing, to everyone .

Many profess they are Christians by far, Yet they turn there back on what this truly means. They are full of hate and bigotry, and, when the sun sets they go and put on the “sheet”, for to them it’s Democracy.

Can no one see what we have become, we face such Ugliness since time has begun . But we keep making steps in the right directions some just for fun, yet they fall and sway to be won.
One nation under God what does that mean? God is Love,not partial and he is kind, but humans I wonder “which God is that you really think is Divine?”

Stop look see what you become, as you can’t fix everyone. Stop and start with your household first , as it’s a shame that’s where hatred started its birth.

Wipe away those tears of old, we can not be fools searching for gold, As those days of old.
Don’t put your hope in man Jeremiah said , for man is not meant to rule, that is what I read.

In God we trust , how can that be, as what is said really is only pretend you see. They take sides with one or the other is true , really how can anyone really be true? They stand at the pulpit and preach to tickle their ears, they know it is wrong ,yet, they really don’t care.

Trust In God, yet it is not the end, for with God no one can pretend. One nation we try to believe, but, can we learn from the pages of history? Shall we go back through that ugly door , No Close it, seal it ,and say” NO MORE”…One nation under God, wow that might end? One nation Under God we have to think , does it mean what it originally was said?

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