Church of God's Love (7th Day)/COG7

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A Poem About Our Times

What’s accepted as the norm hurts us
Immorality always does
Pornography is sold with bread, petrol and protractors
Children are lawfully helped to abort their babes on the quiet
Foolish parents meanwhile open wide their daughters’ bedrooms
Callous males play with heart strings to get their benefits on the side
We’re all cheapened

The ‘great’ night of television viewing ahead
Spying on the smutty lives in the house
Filling our minds with dark murders and sex crimes
Being lulled into a false sense of security about sexual deviancy and the occult
Laughing at rebelliousness and sacrilegiousness in cartoon
It seems they are giving us what we want
Is that what we’ve become – where’s honour, where’s self-respect?

The official line is that God’s word can’t be believed
In its place - a fanciful theory of Mr Nobody
No one made the complex universe
Life accidentally arose
And such a theory, from scientists, who often fail to predict today’s weather
Yet we swallow the line that they know how things happened billions of years ago – Huh!
Hope is killed

A strong and wonderful everlasting hope exists right under our noses
But dying, hopeless and depressed people are soothed by sporting heroes.