one devoted little girl

Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
I pray the Lord my soul to take...

A war broke out and it starts tomorrow
In the balance hangs a world filled with pain and sorrow
Demons stand with pikes in hand
prepared to overtake the promised land
Darkness sweeping...everywhere
Death's grim stench billows in the air
as armies pour from underground
turning all that can be found
Long ago this was foretold
Children screaming, young and old
for on the day that is today
the children turned and walked away
In God no longer did they trust
Ashes to ashes...dust to dust
It hurt God's heart being so far apart
but he knew this is how the war would start
When slowly, surely, shadows came
and no one cared to call God's name
He is their Father, their Shepherd...and he loves them all still
 but they brought death upon themselves with two words; free will
The free will of the children had turned to free rein
and the devil truly reveled deep inside their own pain
Satan knew that this night was coming soon
and he had his demons ready by the blood-red moon
and just past midnight, societal time
and by the time I get to the end of this maniacal rhyme
with my head on my pillow, safely tucked into bed
I know when I awake, I will wake up dead
for demons are vicious...their attack swift and strong
and they've been howling for this moment for so very long
Anticipation and excitement run through them all
as one by one, the sheep...they fall
and just as the fallen start rising all around
they're stopped dead in their tracks by a lifesaving sound...

The world is safe...for now, at least
from the carnage and the chaos and the laughter of the beast
by one devoted little girl...the last obedient sheep
as she whispers "Now I lay me down to sleep..."