The New Year's Resolution

It's New Year's Day, indeed, time renewed,
And some people, all they do is break out the booze,
Yet, they fail to recollect and to reflect
Of the failings and the needs of the world.
The world is a-flame,
And what a shame it is
That the world is so shallow
That it is drowning in its own folly.

Drunken fools sing and shout,
They fornicate and paint the town red,
And create plagues to which they cry foul
Because they want their superiors
To continue changing their diapers.
Woe be it to the good lil' child'uns,
For they must suffer The Wrath of God, too.
They'll cry foul, but their calls won't be heard,
For the eyes of justice are, indeed, blind.

Wars commence over silly spats,
Questionably for protection, but more probably, oil,
And then there's genocide, yes indeed, my friends,
Like those who died in Darfur this past year and before.
Racism runs rampant like a pack of rabid dogs,
When, in reality, all are equal in the eyes of God.
Remember fornication, a practice without cause,
Which all too often leads to babies oft not wanted,
And what happens then? Well, let me tell you,
It's abortion, my friend. Abortion, the epidemic.
It's men deciding to play God Almighty themselves,
Stopping the heartbeats of His little angels,
Killing off mankind ever more.

So many things I see are wrong with this world,
And I have hardly started with my ranting.
Yet, I'll cease all of that, and begin a new phase
Because I see that there's some hope for Mother Earth.
It's New Year's Day, and if we heed His warnings well,
We can stop these injustices and create a more perfect place:
If the people who party would just listen,
There might be holy sunshine instead of the impending fire and brimstone.
If the people who behave become activists instead of simply cringing,
The sinners might understand their follies.
If the people who are racists and create war were to cease and desist,
Hate for the neighbor might not be so widespread.
And if people stopped killing babies, having abortions right now,
The voices of the slain could sing The Words of God.

Yes, my friends, 'tis New Year's Day,
And it's time to celebrate a new tomorrow,
But we have so many wrongs to right,
So we best get underway right now.