A 'New World Order' Of Rome. Poem by Michael Gale

Remiss the ways of the Lord...
Ill feelings, we simply, cannot afford.

The Ten Commandments, from Federal Court House steps, banned...
Those words from God, etched in tablets of stone, of His command.

Others, turn away from God, as we, in this, New State of Rome...
Only selfish creatures, these humans, their interest of only, their, autoed
fine, polished, chrome.

When will these-people learn? ...
Their total disbelief, will make them burn.

Yes-Turn away...
On this 'New World', Ordered-way.

Ignore God's words, dear, brother...
As unmanly husbands, kill off, their, children's, mother.

The end will come, as surely as the 'Rapture'...
Jesus, will lead us all, to our hearts, in love, He'll capture.

Man will offend....
In the end, Their, end.