I am so tired, I have said,
To write these sad words, of dread,
That I now must find, for me,
Something, so lovely, for me to see,
To help me write, about the love,
Provided by the Great God, up above.
In the name of the Father
and of the Son,
Religion may not be for everyone.
Do you believe in a higher being?
If you do, you must admit
at this moment, would he omit,
the lying racist from this place,
that most call the Human Race?