Visions Poem by Della Hodgson James

I see looking far into space
A state that threatens all the human race,
TO engulf this land our forefathers won
And ruin all its morals one by one. I will not say, in so many words
This subject, yet you've read and heard,
A look around me, my heart doth bleed
At the diminishing race of Adams seed. Just one little child to a family, alone
Thus it takes two families to make a home.
In years to come, women will defy
There'll be no little children then, and why? Parents will want a reward from the government
For a cause for which creation was sent,
The bible and all it's teaching forgotten
For a creed that can't be anything but rotten. A price upon each little child's life
When the government turns, thus to vice.
No God fearing love, no God fearing homes
How long, such a state will God condone? When there's no blue-blood to renew the race
Then wards and disaster this nation must face,
When men so forget the laws of God
And the traditions of forefathers, beneath the sod. Then God will step in, as is his way
Then man for his awful sin's must pay.
The women will be barren as God decree's
No praying mothers, I think me sees. This land that our forefathers so nobly won
And they thanked God, for all the years to come.
Fall into the hands of strangers, who conquer and win
Because our nation's steeped in one awful sin.