Deplorable, I'd rather be
Than unctuous, blind before a crown
Gained only by nefarious means;
Guilt? Admit? It is renowned
Among these deemed unwashed, unclean
Masses who desire wall
And dare to speak, heart and mind,
Before they see a nation fall,
That once stood proud, enlightened city
On a hill, heaven's hold
Upon the earthly bonds of men,
To bid them heaven's truth be told.