The Loyalty Poem

by Stuart DiNenno

Loyalty to race, 
is virtue not vice,
others say different,
but take my advice;

For if to our people,
we remain true,
and national fidelity,
is what we pursue;

Only then can we be,
united and strong,
to lift up the right,
and drive out the wrong;

But those who are Christians,
of the nominal kind,
when love for your race,
in you they do find;

And see that you are,
partial to kin,
but a lover of aliens,
you’ve never been;

Will certainly say,
“He’s going to hell,”
for it pleases their master,
and that very well;

Their master it is,
whom Judas did heed,
when with a kiss,
the mob he did lead;

To murder the One,
whom they should’ve adored,
the King of kings,
and Lord of lords;

So when they mock,
revile, and hate,
return not the favor,
but remember their fate;

For them to the fire,
they will be sent,
unless of their evil,
they do repent;

Weeping, wailing,
and gnashing of teeth,
to pay the price,
for their feigned belief;

But the ones in whom,
much loyalty is found,
may certainly know,
they are heaven bound;

If in the Christ,
they place their trust,
whom after strange flesh,
they will not lust;

And instead endeavor,
to keep themselves pure;
to they who do thus,
salvation is sure.