Sitting in my living room,
watching the horror of the news,
this world I once thought I knew,
is breaking down and falling through,
it seems as if the end of times,
is on its way its growing nigh,
plauges, fires, and great divides,
red or blue just pick a side,
But what if this was gods design?
watching down from in the sky,
to keep us on the narrow line,
watching with his watchful eye.