You have a master's degree
And think you came from the Caspian Sea.
With Darwin you agree,
And you shout for glee
And tell everyone to let me
Tell you about how I came from the sea.
To you I make this decree,
My ancestors did not swing from a tree
And if they did don't you see
There would never be a way to be free
For God said, "This is He",
Who will die upon a tree
Just so you can be free.
So this is my plea,
Accept the Christ who can set you free
And forget about trying to swing from a tree,
Or making any other decree,
Except to agree,
With God and celebrate in His jubilee.
Larry G. McMillan
Copyright ©2004 Larry McMillan