Bye Miss American Pie

The country has been split down the middle and no longer remains as one
As satan dances with his fiddle knowing  he is nowhere near being  done
In adding confusion into the mix for that is one of his best signature traits
Something man now without God cannot fix and so sealing their own fates

He started a long time ago in all of those simple seeds that he would sow
Corrupting the foundation below so on the surface none of it would show
But as time continued passing by those cracks now became visibly seen
And as hard as any of them would try a solution could no longer be seen

And as our enemies looked from a far they too could also see the cracks 
Noticing the blemish on each and every star that brilliance that now lacks
As the cracks increased in size so too the confusion that followed behind
So infected with satans lies the whole entire country had become blind

With no repentance in sight it had now become just a matter of when
The Lord allowing our enemies to fight giving up on us women and men
With God‘s protection no longer there as His hand has now been lifted
satan going about checking each snare and all the souls he has sifted

2 Corinthians 11:14 
And no wonder, for even Satan disguises himself as an angel of light.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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