J. Ojanpera

As if you were looking out Looking out for anything Almost as if you missed us You missed everything Hope, life, faith All we knew was what they said If you really loved If we really knew This world, my world Would surely be better "Trust you", they said Nothing I see can be trusted Carried away one day Ignoring every sign No prophet will tell me If anyone is coming Show them the way Directions are not his forte' He'll never show He never even came If he did, it wasn't for a bank Glad you have the job I never was much for lies If you wait long, you'll be the first to know

Sunday morning is especially good for me and my family. We are all together, and we work together. We go on missions, do mass cleanings, pull weeds and burn stuff. Little girls like to play with fire as much as boys do. It is a real-life way to preserve the family. Isn't that the evangelicals' biggest complaint, other than a woman's body, or keeping their laws in place? Today, if you are wasting half your day at the temple, your family is most likely divided by age. This same phenomenon divides on a much larger scale than a two million dollar building full of people doing their duty every week. First off, this group cannot keep their hands out of my government. I don't want your voices heard in Washington any more, because you are irrational zealots. It's bad enough that they segregate our military based on one religion, and are called "heathens" if they don't swallow. Doesn't this violate the part of the constitution that speaks of separation of ...