An Exercise in Esteem

I admit that poetry contests were never precisely my cup of tea (usually because deadlines are a personal poison) but as anything my dear MN suggests is worth a considerable amount of time and effort, I have decided to submit a poem to this contest.

Redemption

United
Stands the Nation,
Trembling with trepidation,
Blind in the depths of their contemplation,
Savoring their inspiration,
At the foot of the Mountain.

Divided
Lies the Nation,
Huddled in their limp prostration,
Discarded is the congregation,
Lost is the hope for divine salvation,
Sentenced to damnation,
As the City burns.

Indifferent
Sprawls the Nation,
Blind and content in their rich situation,
Unaware of condemnation,
Deaf to all abrasion,
They wallow in abject adoration,
Of their hollow fortresses.

Finally One
Thunders the Nation,
Shining in the halo of their glorification,
Alight in sacred jubilation,
Glowing from the fire of their fresh consecration,
The last coronation,
And the Lord of the Hosts reigns acknowledged by all.

I wrote this last year. What do you think?