The Final Say

The world may seem to be going mad Family units fading fast Children lost Good values tossed The Golden Rule a corny joke Idols abound have us in a choke Yet, in spite of this, I still believe My God will have the final say When wars and storms sweep across the earth When leaders in denial disregard the Hour Perhaps, the last, to take a stand To right the wrongs of history grand And re enact laws to seal the crack Strong winds on the horizon already on track Yet, in spite of this, I still believe My God will have the final say So let the politicians argue “I’m right!” “No, you’re wrong!” Let the death merchants chant, “It’s not a child”…”Not a child!” Our years like pages torn from a book A’ blowing away like dust in the wind Gone forever into eternity Yet, in spite of all this, I still believe My God will have the final say