I will praise thee, O Lord
Not for the fair world
Thou hast created, making
Man rule over women
Making one kind of a man
Richer than another, not for
How docile your creation is to
One species, which plunders
For the cheap profit of a few
Decades, what nature took
Millions of years to create –
I will observe how change will fix
This Era of its doom, its politics
Of heathens, mine enemies have
Wallets, they have bought power
They possess superiority
I will sing praise to thy name, Selah.
Even in the darkness, I will find
A way to feel the light
Not because this world is fair
Or that there are many Good men left?
For all creations come to an end
And some cities in peace, still perish
In the game beneath the stars
But the Lord shall endure forever
Like nature, like love, and some remember him
Who may or not be our descendants
It does not matter to me, history
Will always be determined by
The new masters, and masters
Rarely have an objectivity of truth
That might reveal their former wickedness.
The LORD is my strength and song, and He has become my salvation; This is my God, and I will praise Him; my father’s God, and I will extol Him … Exodus 15:2.
I like your quote, the Bible continues to be entertaining. When all literature seems boring at times.
exciting and appreciative!