Written by a 15 yr. old School Kid in Ohio: New Pledge of Allegiance Since the Pledge of Allegiance &The Lord’s Prayer are not allowed in Schools anymore because the word God is mentioned... A Kid in Ohio wrote the attached... NEW School prayer: Now I sit me down in school Where praying is against the rule For this great nation under God Finds mention of Him very odd. If Scripture now the class recites, It violates the Bill of Rights. And anytime my head I bow Becomes a Federal matter now. Our hair can be purple, orange or green, Thats no offense; its a freedom scene... The law is specific, the law is precise.. Prayers spoken aloud are a serious vice. For praying in a public hall Might offend someone with no faith at all. In silence alone we must meditate, Gods name is prohibited by the state. Were allowed to cuss and dress like freaks, And pierce our noses, tongues and cheeks.. Theyve 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. Its inappropriate to teach right from wrong, Were taught that such judgments do not belong. We can get our condoms and birth controls, Study witchcraft, vampires and totem poles. But the Ten Commandments are not allowed, No word of God must reach this crowd. Its scary here I must confess, When chaos reigns the schools a mess. So, Lord, this silent plea I make: Should I be shot; My soul please take! Amen These tragic words were part of a twisted rewording of the beloved 23rd Psalm, found in a car with the body of a 23-year old young woman, Her death was ruled a suicide from a hook-up with the cars exhaust pipe. The note read: King Heroin is my shepherd, I shall always want. He makes me to lie down in the gutters. He leads me beside the troubled waters. He destroys my soul. He leads me in the paths of wickedness. Yes, I shall walk through the valley of poverty and will fear no evil for you, heroin, are with me. Your needle and your capsule comfort me. You strip the table of groceries in the presence of my family. You rob my head of reason. My cup of sorrow runs over. Surely heroin addiction shall stalk me all the days of my life, And I will dwell in the house of the damned forever. Also found in the car with the dead woman was this message: Jail didnt cure me. Nor did hospitalization help me for long. The doctor told my family it would have been better, and indeed kinder, if the person who got me hooked on dope had taken a gun and blown my brains out, and I wish to God he had. (Note: Can you believe I read this in my official Seventh Grade Health Book?) Although I conquer all the earth, Yet for me there is only one city. In that city there is for me only one house; And in that house, one room only; And in that room, a bed. And one woman sleeps there, The shining joy and jewel of all my kingdom
Posted on: Sun, 27 Oct 2013 20:27:49 +0000
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