[BNP/E3, 78 – 44]
Death of God.
Justice.
There was a land, which I suppose,
Where everyone had a crooked nose;
And the crooked nose that everyone had
In no manner did make him sad.
But in that land a man was born
Whose nose more straight and clean was worn;
And the men of that land with a public hate
Killed the man whose nose was straight.
Alexander Search.
June 28th, 1907.
