Who Is This Trump You Speak Of? Poem by John Ackerman

Heads Are Coming Together
All for a great cause
To love one another
This comes from the hand of God
Strength comes to those willing to explore
Took look deeper in the bible like ever before
Grab a hold of a hand when to understand
Sad faces will be no more
Lest I implore an opened door
Freaks in the street
They have riots there cause is hate

Can there be a difference in the mind
Viscous long hanging fangs that bite
Evil minds that plug destruction
Having tombstones for eyes
We must practice what we preach
Dig a bit deeper than ever before
Reach inside we have nothing to hide
Heads are coming together
Whatever the weather they gather
A beacon of light to a hurting world in need

To stay silent is not a choice
We must have a sense to rejoice
God in his sovereignty has brought us in
Illumination
Time well spent in thought
Blackened hearts unleashed to violence
The blind lead the blind falling into a ditch
Paradox
A challenge to be free is a question of time
Stand up for your rights