God bless the artistic degenerates,
Whose work half forgotten remains.
And God bless the writers whose courage ran free
While they themselves languished in chains.
God bless all the leftists who rose up in arms
To cast down congealed kings on cold thrones.
And God bless the lovers of men like themselves
Now buried beneath stinging stone.
God bless the displaced in a land not their own
Whose lands drove them out by the sword.
And God bless the preachers who stood by the truth
Condemning themselves by the Word.
God bless all the willows that stood in the winds
While their rivers were poisoned and dried.
May God let us never forget how the strong
Were chopped down--in martyrdom died.