AntiChrist

You raised me in fear of the AntiChrist--
Now a man such as he rules the country
Because you and others who tout things biblical
Voted. Him. In

I grew up in terror of the Three Days of Darkness
We hoarded blessed candles in Rubbermaids in the basement 
Alongside the 5-gallon buckets of dry goods
And cases and cases of Ammo

Now men like demons prowl the streets, lying to gain entry into homes,
Ice agents hungry to round up the innocents
And instead of lying in dread awaiting damnation 
I lie instead dreading my beloved's deportation

You spoke daily of the danger of Hell
And warned us not to sin so I didn't 

So why, father, I ask you
Have you and men like you
Plunged our country into a quagmire of filth and depravity
Where evil wreaks havoc at the helm?