A trumpet sounds from a palace white—

“Remove these derelicts;

They are no kin to La Fayette,

But democrats and terrorists.

 

Build a wall strong and high

To secure the liberty

Of the man who would be king,

For the good of the brave and free.”

 

“But time and tide are not for kings,

However bland their hide;

Not Versailles two but La Fayette

Will henceforth abide.”

 

“Black is the beauty of the brightest day,”

Christopher Marlowe writ;

What woth a world with colours lost

From god’s rainbow infinite.

 

Make way, then, for the variety

That defines creation;

No single shade may ever bring

Democracy to a nation.

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