That (Fallen) Human Nature

‘Tis the proclivity of human beings To denigrate one another Whether by slavery of the past Or “women’s rights” of the present Wherein we pay for another Our own child’s life to smother. We escaped the folly of slavery The heinous stealing of men Only to fall to the greater sin Of butchering helpless babies. Who can deny that man is fallen: A slave to a wicked nature? Though we glory in his stature As the bearer of that image divine, Over his fall in sin we must whine And cry and finally die! But by His mercy and grace There is alternate way for the race. A Savior for us was sent to die That we should not have to fry.

0745 on 19 Aug., 2022