The Separation of Church and State
Now I sit me down in school
Where organized prayer's against the rule
For this great nation, under law
Its founders, a great vision they saw
Though most were Christian, they all knew
The importance of religious freedom too
And so they erected a great wall
To guarantee freedom of thought for all
For the separation of church and state
Is partly what makes this nation great
It's not as if the founders thought
That religion itself should not be taught
And it's not as if they meant to say
That people should not be allowed to pray
But they knew there should be a separate place
Where all could learn without saying grace
That teachers should teach us to read and write
While preachers and parents extol God's might
Some people think kids have gotten worse
Because teachers don't make them say enough verse
What they don't understand is the reason they're bad
Is the lack of discipline from mom and dad
But the puzzling thing is all this fuss
Over something that was taught to each one of us
Perhaps those who don't understand the rule
Should have prayed less and studied more in school
-- Jeff Schrepfer --
The New Pledge of Allegiance
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,
That's no offense; it's 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,
God's name is prohibited by the state.
We're allowed to cuss and dress like freaks,
And pierce our noses, tongues and cheeks.
They've 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.
It's "inappropriate" to teach right from wrong,
We're 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.
It's scary here I must confess,
When chaos reigns the school's a mess.
So, Lord, this silent plea I make:
Should I be shot; My soul please take!
Amen
This last one is supposedly written by a 15 year old but I can find no proof of authorship.
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