Oh beautifulFri 12 December 2014 by Rick Gilmore
sweet land of liberty of thee i sing
the world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did: unreasonable searches and seizures deprived of life, liberty, or property without due process.
o say can you see by the dawn's early light that a house divided against itself cannot stand; that bravura is not bravery.
this land is your land, this land is my land.
we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain
we, the people, do ordain and establish that all men are created equal; that they are endowed by their creator with certain inalienable rights,
among these are life, nor cruel and unusual punishments inflicted.
land of the pilgrims' pride in order to form a more perfect union, establish justice, let freedom ring, secure the blessings of liberty, promote the general welfare.
for amber waves of grain God shed his grace on thee, ourselves and our posterity -- your huddled masses yearning to breathe free.
we hold these truths to be self-evident: the rule of fear subverts the rule of law. we do these things not because they are easy, but because they are hard.
i have a dream.