One Nation
Ours is one nation, under God;
a God who rules not by division
but by his children's combined strengths;
a God who governs not by inflicting
pain and suffering, but by healing; a God
who loves not power but the Power of Love.
A God who gives all to His Creation, furnishing
our needs as a mother nurtures her newborn.
A God who does not hoard and accumulate but
releases to share. A God that does not
threaten and condemn but reasons and
forgives. America has turned from Heaven
opting for a New World Order. America has
adopted the primitive religion of Instinctive Man.
Forgotten the realization that, the Devil is not always
a horned creature with a maniacal laugh...but,
in fact, more often than not, the evil reflection we see in
a mirror, the worship of a Godless smirking self.
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