This was  written by a teen:

                Now I sit me down in school

            Where praying is against the rule

               For this great nation  under God

                      Finds mention of Him very odd.

             If Scripture now  the class recites,

                  It violates the Bill of  Rights.

                        And  anytime my head I bow

                       Becomes a Federal matter now.

               Our  hair can be purple, orange or green,

                  That's no offense; it's a  freedom scene.

                  The law is specific, the law is precise.

                 Prayers spoken aloud are a serious vice.

                     For praying in a  public hall

               Might offend someone with no faith at all.

                   In  silence alone we must meditate,

              God's name is prohibited by the state.

              We're allowed to cuss and dress like freaks,

              And  pierce our noses,  tongues and cheeks.

                They've outlawed guns,  but FIRST the Bible.

                  To quote the Good Book makes me liable.

                We can elect a pregnant Senior Queen,

                  And the 'unwed  daddy,' our Senior King.

              It's "inappropriate" to teach right from wrong,

            We're taught that  such "judgments" do not
                        belong.
             We can get our condoms and birth controls,

              Study  witchcraft, vampires and totem poles.

         But the Ten  Commandments  are not allowed, It's scary
                  here I must confess,

                    When chaos reigns the  school's a mess.

                     So, Lord,  this silent plea I make:

                           Should I be shot;

                        My soul please  take!

                                   Amen