To the victims of the inexcusable fires in SoCal, may God be the sweetest blessing -a poem |
The SoCal people’s grievous debasement - Tragic grief and lengthy displacement - Their Far Left policies’ future replacement… Our citizens first priority encasement… Paramount, how our screams do feed; A bellicose case of endless need. Those proximal, awful folks who lead - Behemoths who trail, make us bleed. They now advance their cool display - Butts squeezed into an ashen tray; The tools and zones come into play - Knowing there’s a smarter way… These voices heard, quite loud in earnest, Equipped by souls who elected the best; Those engineered must pass the test. The baseless seen by every guest. Our faith produced is based on feel - A deliverance that’s true and real; A love for God we can’t conceal. A prayer for solace seals that deal… A gruesome score for California based On leaders’ logic, a future laced With much rebuilding, mementos traced - A disappointment and correction faced. Holding firm to The Lord’s resounding, Healthy gifts of love rebounding; The Savior’s strength, His back astounding; Heaven’s structure - heights abounding! |