I don’t claim to understand 

This earth and all our land

Our people who walk upon it

Some thinking, not even a bit.
God states some will go crazy

Not work and becoming lazy

Fight and hate with each other

Even sisters and their brothers.
Turn some heads away from God

Burn the flag on our trodden sod.

Take his name out of our schools

Bent on hell; to break all rules.
Turn the heads of government 

Ban saving, let all be spent

Truth be ne’re a thing of past

Everything first is now the last.
Murder for those with love-filled hearts

Little children, this earth do part

Please God , will you save us please

I pray and ask on bended knee. 
Written by my feelings 

In Remberence of Las Vegas, Nevada 

Terry Shepherd 
October,  2017