Dear Friends,
Given enough fraud a dog could win,
Casting out ballots like fly fishin,
Or we’ll see the rig,
Then we’ll know the fix was in.
Most people think law is about justice,
In this they couldn’t be more amiss,
Law is about power,
Our wealth to scour,
And the true role of law was described by Thrasymachus.
When bureaucrats are above the law you see,
Civil servants have become the plutocracy,
Experts rule,
We’re a mule,
And the system has indeed become an oligarchy.
Replacement is the goal,
Don’t stop digging the hole,
Let ’em win,
And the new world order will take your soul.
To their alarm the elite have realized,
The replacement isn’t going as advertised,
The victims are aware,
Despite propaganda’s blare,
Because the replacements just can’t act civilized.
Opinions are dangerous you see,
Their voicing suggests we’re free,
The omniscient blessed,
Censorship’s the best,
Because their goal is so great it justifies any atrocity.
Sincerely,
John Pepin
