A Prayer

Now I sit me down in school
Where praying is against the rule,
For this great nation under God
Finds public mention of Him odd,

Any prayer a class recites
Now violates the bill of rights;
Any time my head I bow
Becomes a federal matter now.

Teach us of stars, of pole and equator
But make no mention of their Creator;
Tell us of exports to Denmark and Sweden
But not a word of what Eve did in Eden

Our hair can be purple, orange or green,
That's no offense; it's a freedom scene.
The law is specific, the law is precise:
Praying out loud is no longer nice.

For praying in a public hall
Might offend someone with no faith at all.
We may only pray quietly, that it may catch no one’s ear,
But we may spout out profanities for all to hear.

In silence alone can we meditate
And if God gets the credit... great!
This rule, however has a catch in it:
You must be finished in less than a minute.

So in this minute, God, I pray
That you’ll sustain me through the day;
For Lord I know that you see all
That happens in these crowded halls.

We're allowed to cuss and dress like freaks,
And pierce our noses, tongues and cheeks.
They've outlawed guns, but FIRST the Bible.
To quote the Good Book makes me liable.

We can elect a pregnant Senior Queen,
And the 'unwed daddy,' our Senior King.
It's "inappropriate" to teach right from wrong,
We're taught that such "judgments" do not belong.

We can get our condoms and birth control,
Study witchcraft, vampires and totem poles.
But the Ten Commandments are not allowed,
No word of God must reach this crowd.

It's scary here I must confess,
When chaos reigns the school's a mess.
So Lord, this silent plea I make:
If knifed in school, my soul You'll take.

Amen.