The White Elephant (Poem)

There is no faithfulness
No love
No understanding
No gratitude
No acknowledgment of the living God

The land has dried up
The people are wasting away
Immorality has broken all bounds

The birds in the sky
The beasts of the field
And the fish in the sea
Have all been defiled

The oil of the Lampstands is wasted
Not an olive tree left in the land

The White Elephant sits high on the hills
Boasting an illusive ever after

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