The following is a poem written by Judge Roy Moore from Alabama. Judge Moore was sued by the ACLU for displaying the Ten Commandments in his courtroom foyer. He has been stripped of his judgeship and now they are trying to strip his right to practice law in Alabama. The judge's poem sums it up quite well.

America the Beautiful,

or so you used to be.

Land of the Pilgrims' pride;

Babies piled in dumpsters,

Abortion on demand,

Oh, sweet land of liberty;

Our children wander aimlessly

poisoned by cocaine,

Choosing to indulge their lusts,

>From sea to shining sea,

our Nation turns away

>From the teaching of God's love

We've kept God in our temples,

how callous we have grown.

When earth is but His footstool,

We've voted in a government

that's rotting at the core,

Appointing Godless Judges

Too soft to place a killer

in a well deserved tomb,

But brave enough to kill a baby

You think that God's not angry,

that our land's a moral slum?

How much longer will He wait

How are we to face our God,

from Whom we cannot hide?

What then is left for us to do,

If we who are His children,

will humbly turn and pray;

Seek His holy face

Then God will hear from Heaven

and forgive us of our sins,

He'll heal our sickly land

But, America the Beautiful,

if you don't - then you will see,

A sad but Holy God

~Judge Roy Moore