Today, we’re in the throes of change, as men attempt to rearrange,
With ideas that come and go, the ways of life we’ve come to know.
With political change in the wind, proven ways they want to rescind,
Behaviors prescribed by our Lord; the only ones that have endured.
But, like the flower and the grass, all political rhetoric, too will pass,
Even after men’s votes are cast, their imposing plans shall not last.
As many campaigning on our sod, have truly forgotten a Holy God,
In a land so blessed by Him, they instead, support the people’s sin.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem