Just Wrong

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When seeing these things, I truly do know what’s wrong. The breakdown of families in America is when, jobs don’t pay enough, parents are working two or more jobs, while the cost of living soars. The average kids of our families are practically living out doors fending for themselves or indoors, being raised by television shows. Tv is programming our children and teaching them rebellion in the form of independence. Churches are being shut down, and our true leaders are being muzzled and told what they can and cannot preach.what do we do?

2 Chronicles 7:14 reads: If my people who are called by My name will humble themselves, and pray and seek My face, and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin and heal their land.

JUST WRONG 

Throughout my life’s journey, I chanced to see,
Many things to this day that bother me,

The things that chose the path of my destiny,
the path of life towards my Philanthropy 

I saw at a grocery parking lot, 
a young girl with an old lady, weather seething hot,

Swearing and belittling her own grandmother 
a berating like I’ve never heard no other. 

I saw a man mercilessly beating his dog,
Two policeman beating two black boys in a fog,

I saw in an abandoned parking lot,
Two parents stripping branches that they each had got,

Their teen daughter screamed out in the rear of their car,
As they both administered lashes and a life altering scar.

I saw a man teaching his 3 year old how to read,
His badgering comments spoken, made my heart bleed,

A black child in her classroom, smart as a whip,
Raising hands, trying to answer, yet constantly skipped,

And when overcome with dejection, hurtfully cried,
Seeing the favor upon the others her goddess teacher applied.

Scolded and made to feel she was a problem child,
Became jealous and disruptive and labeled wild.

I saw a tearful mother slapped by her child,
Fearfully tempered her voice pleading, all the whole while.

Seemingly entirely vacant of parental authority,
Asking her child’ “Please behave. You’re embarrassing me.”

These things and things alike, are all around,
indicative of a morale that is utterly cast down,

Our country spirals into a very dangerous spin,
As our society implodes by it’s poverties within,

Yet seemingly more powerful than money, political ability,
Leading our country into hatred and moral senility, 

And the power of the stars, called celebrities,
Swaying all of America living, with heroic hypocrisies,

Yet the true heroes are struggling, and are underpaid,
And seem to be outnumbered by the media wave.

I just have to believe as in this life I go along,
That I am more than just a witness of what’s, just wrong.

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