Election 2016

Oh how fitting, this poem for Election 2016.Please help me, Lord!

    All who were faithful

    and all who were loyal

    have disappeared.

Everyone tells lies,

    and no one is sincere.

 Won’t you chop off

all flattering tongues

    that brag so loudly?

 They say to themselves,

“We are great speakers.

    No one else has a chance.”

But you, Lord, tell them,
“I will do something!
The poor are mistreated
and helpless people moan.
I’ll rescue all who suffer.”

Our Lord, you are true
    to your promises,
and your word is like silver
    heated seven times
    in a fiery furnace.
You will protect us
    and always keep us safe
    from those people.
But all who are wicked
    will keep on strutting,
    while everyone praises
    their shameless deeds.