1O earth, America was once just and comely; she knew right and lived fair. Her judges discerned judgment and her courts dispensed justice—but that was when her laws were my very Law. Her scions sought equity and procured truth—because I, their Judge and King, sat in session. But today her judges would not let me through the doors. And if they ever do, I will be docked straightway.
2Now, who has ever heard, and where has it been told that a sovereign stood trial on his throne? Yet I, America’s God, am assized in the God-pledged land. Guilty I am of intrusion, they charge. And in unfettered rebellion, they rail at me:
‘Why have you reared your head in our schools—unbidden!?’
‘Why have you walked into shot at Hollywood—unscripted!?’
‘Why have you ‘bid’ into our markets—uninvited!?’
‘And why are your commandments on our walls—in the land of the free!?’
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