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Touch Of Love Poetry
A Child's Prayer

Now I lay 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. Anytime my head I bow Becomes a federal matter now.

The law is specific; the law is precise. Praying out loud is no longer nice.

Praying aloud in a public hall Upsets those who believe in nothing at all.

In silence alone we can meditate And if God should get the credit--great!

They are bringing their guns, I don't dare bring my Bible, To do so might make me liable.

So, now Oh Lord, this plea I make; Should I be shot in school, My soul please take.
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