PS Guys, I found her other poem I don't why she didn't read this one it's a little stronger I think:
Oh little town of Hartford where Christ governor did lie
A beacon of hope for all mankind prayed still beneath the sky
But elsewhere in Hartford, twas good evil despised
And worshipped Satan all year round with Hammers and Sickle-Knives
The Hartford Courant and Satan had made an unholy pact,
"your souls are mine" the devil screamed "and I now I say to act."
"The Christ Governor will save man, I cannot let this stand
let the bile of your presses go forth and choke the land."
and they said "SATAN SATAN SATAN Oh we worship you.
SATAN SATAN SATAN SATAN SATAN SATAN SATAN"
But I through it all I had no fear. Good would triump over evil's point of view.
God gave me the strength to write this poem of the truth. |
