Republic for the United States of America A Poem from President James Timothy Turner |
Out of the hearts of men there was born The hope of a government Republic in form; For the Home of the Brave and Land of the Free Not the home of the slave and land of the Fee; The Fathers of old looked down from above With Faith and with Praise and most of all Love; To see "We the People" Finally stand And bring the Republic back to their Land; A small band of Americans who truly loved God Stood where most warriors did Fear to trod; They knew the Risk and counted the cost At times it seemed the cause was just lost; They struggled and worked and sacrificed much They were demonized, hated and held in disgust; "UNITED STATES" leaders said we can't let this stand We have to destroy them down to the last man; They called in the Marshalls and FBI We will take out their leader we'll have to use Lies; The President is the one that matters If we take him down the rest will just scatter; Spies were sent in to tear us apart Want to be leaders who have evil hearts; The Presidents gone you must follow us But the People of God put up quite a Fuss; They said we will stand in God we will trust This network of yours is not working for Us; The People decided to Follow the Plan That God gave America with his own hand; God looked down with a smile on His Face And said to Yeshua it's time for some grace; God sent His own Spirit to cover the land I'll deliver the Republic with my mighty hand; The People awakened with a big Yawn The Corp is in trouble a new day has dawned; The American Republic grew stronger and stronger The "UNITED STATES" Corp could hold out no longer; The People arose and took back their home Not long after that the evil was gone; Back in his jail cell the President prayed They said he would weaken just give him some days; In spite of their efforts he only grew stronger How can this group hold out any longer?; They have no money they have no support Yet they are standing up to the "UNITED STATES" Corp; Lucifer told them you know I beheld A time in the past we tried to kill twelve; They were his disciples the numbers just grew The more I destroyed the more God renewed; That battle I lost and I was unseated I Fear that mistake has just been repeated. James Timothy Turner President 12-16-2012 Donations for President Turner's law team can be sent to: Kim McDowell PO Box 22 Daleville, AL 36322 Letters of encouragement can be sent to: James Timothy Turner #99120 MCDF PO Box 4599 Montgomery, Alabama 36103 |
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