Who am I but a small man; obscure and lost among the crowd. I am no one, that you should listen to me. And if you saw me you would even think less of my value.
I am not a smart man in the way the world counts intelligence. I am not a rich man that you should come to me to borrow. And I am no philosopher that you should give me the robe and regal cap to wear.
But I was born in America. In America I suffered greatly under the hands of vicious bullies all my days of youth. And so my perception is keen to watch for such things.
I see that the pride of life secretly gives birth to violence. A man perceives he is greater than the weaker. So he plots to destroy, that the plunder may increase. Yes America, I know you.
You have many who restrain their desire, but the desire remains even as weeds in their garden. You gloss over your wickedness and say, “I am only human.” And so you disguise the terror you wield.
You say, We must do something about the iniquity among our people.” And what is the something you do? You create new laws of man. All the while the violence increases. You would say, “We can do nothing it seems to be out of hand!” Yet you turn to more enforcement.
Bloodied children fill your streets. The week cry out with no one to rescue them. But you have conspired to make better laws. And this is the answer you will continue to give.
Yes I have lived in America and I have seen these things. Your pride is in what you will do. But your own doing only makes matters worse.
Why don’t you humble yourself before God? Why don’t you leaders, who make these ridiculous laws, fall on your knees on the floor of Congress and pray? Remain there until the Holy One comes to give you wisdom.
Why will you not cease to rely on your own laws? It is because you have made laws that bully you into agreeing with the liar. You have forfeited your own freedom.
They say “We will do as we please. No one stands against us and we will take what we can lay our hands on. We will make more laws, and force America to become a place of plunder.”
You do not remember that God sees everything. He is quiet, and so you think you have his blessing. You think you can move with impunity and gain whatever you desire. All the while your streets become more and more violent.
I fear you are past the place of waking. I fear a coma of ignorance has covered you in the darkness. For the love of money and power you have forsaken your own children. And their cries testify against you.
God will not stay silent forever. He will rise up and you will be utterly destroyed.
If the path you were on led to prosperity, there would be peace in your streets. But how can peace come, when you yourself instigate war within your own house?
If it is at all possible, you are urged to wake! If you have gone too far, prepare to be destroyed.
What you have taught your children will rise up and destroy you. The riches with which you have spoiled them, will rot before your very eyes. There will be nothing left to plunder. All you will be left with, is an empty banquet table, from which you can eat nothing.
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