America At the Millennium
AMERICA AT THE MILLENNIUM
I stand now at the crossroads of a new millennium
And look back at the highway America’s come from.
I see a road once full of a fear of God and truth,
But somehow we got detoured, on a new road we are loose.
I see its shoulder littered with pornographic trash
Strewn through the guise of freedom or just for some quick cash.
I see a field that’s planted with marijuana weeds
And harvested by pushers with all their evil deeds.
I see an intersection with prostitutes and bars;
Nearby a homeless mother, there freezing in her car.
I pass a hundred billboards that advertise the wares,
Each promising fulfillment of every want or care.
I see all of the traffic, the people come and go,
Yet where this road is headed is tragic, that I know.
We’re zooming toward destruction, toward judgment, and toward
hell;
We need a sign to warn us, the danger clearly tell.
We need again the Bible, the map we cast away;
We need again to worship, to honor God and pray.
We need to make a U-turn, come back where we came from,
Make God again our leader in this new millennium.
Copyright © Clarence Billheimer | Year Posted 2017
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