Lamentation 2026
Who’d have ever believed they’d be traitors
To the land of the red, white and blue
White sons of the greatest generation
They had us, they raised us, and now they’ve betrayed us
All the while watching FOX news
Racists and xenophobes
With their pointed hats, and old white robes
Camouflaged in their best clothes
As they head to church
Ev’ry Sunday morning
Heads buried in their Bibles
But they’re worshipping their rifles
Separating people just by race
Hating ‘Others’, craving space
For more of their own
Chanting Make America Great Again
Breaking all our laws, betraying friends
Heads in the sand as freedom ends
How can we ever stop them?
Can our country ever mend?
Use your voices, raise your signs
Resist the evil, now’s the time
To stand up for each one of God’s kin
We’re mostly immigrants, just like them
Strangers in this land we stole
Not so very long ago
Fascists are coming for us all
We must stand up, we mustn’t fall
For their filthy propaganda acts
We got to take our country back
We’ve got to stop racist attacks
And hatred, fear and murder on our streets
Get on your knees and start to pray
That we all find a better way
To be the face of God each day
To ev’ry one throughout our land
To do our part for the fam’ly of man
The way that God had always planned
Not how we’re doing it in 2026, here in the USA
We have got to make our country better, find God’s humane way
Rememb’ring ALL of us are God’s children, even when we stray
God, hear our prayers and guide us, Lord, right here, right now, today!
Copyright 2/7/2026 John Lage, Jr. All rights reserved.
A bedtime lamentation on a night when my fears and hopefully righteous despair and anger found expression. May the words of my pen and the meditations of all our hearts be acceptable in your sight, O Lord, our strength and our Redeemer. I had been debating whether or not to ever publish this piece as the message could and likely will, cause hurt for some. After a prayerful discussion with Pastor Jenny Cannon, I have decided that, as with all my writings, it came from a place I share with God. A place where words I didn’t know were in me, come rushing out in a torrent, a rapid flood of thoughts and ideas, of words and of wonder.
Thanks, Jenny!



