Babylon

A melting pot of the races of man

Reaching for gods on golden stands.

Each seeking to fulfill their desires

By doing the things they most admire.

Continually building to satisfy their lust

Brick by brick they climb and thrust.

With no time for any real need

They keep busy tending to their greed.

These gods demand all of their time

They bow daily thinking all is fine.

Wealth is drawing them ever onward

Blind eyes & their ears have not heard.

But God looks down from His throne

Seeing that He must for man atone.

Together men try to throw God out

With his gods of gold no doubt.

But God just laughs at the foolish men

Because Salvation only comes through Him!