A doggerel series about the countries of the world.
The Holy Land I’ve heard about
Since I was but a boy.
Such turmoil there for centuries—
Such horror—and such joy.
Those three religions—holy ground
For all of them, we know.
But human progress—marred by war—
Can be so very slow.
We wonder what a God would think—
While sitting there on high—
To view the bloodshed in His name—
Would tears fall from the sky?
We only hope that sense prevails—
That peace is not a wraith—
That all involved will work as one\
To realize their faith.