Non-Denominational Prayer for Our Nation

We have wandered in darkness too long,
Following idolators of the Golden Calf,
Rushing headlong into the chasm,
Washing our hearts away in the forgetful waters of Styx,
Seeking to possess the rest of the world in our watery clutches,
Where being dragged down,
We all would drown.

Too long have we hurled everything of value into the depths.
Stealing the offering from others,
Long before throwing away our own.
And the greedy mouths of the damned have devoured it all,
Ever hungry for more.

But look!
Some disobedient souls have resisted!
Tenaciously they cling to the slippery slope.
They find a foothold here,
A handhold there.
Too weak to climb without support of many,
They reach to those struggling for life upon the brink.
A saving hand thrust down.
Fingers barely caught.
A mighty effort as each one is saved.

And now the few become a throng.
We rise with all our strength.
A light shines through the cleft above.
It will take all of us to reach it.
Let no morsel of human flesh be tossed back to the mouths of the damned.

Tomorrow, we begin the arduous ascent.
Together.

Please read the words of Mr. John Cusack on Huffington Post, whose clarity of insight inspired this more obscure and metaphorical assessment of our situation. Please note: I like symbolism. My poem is not meant to be a literal religious viewpoint.