Dear Friends,
Some claim that it’s just a flaw,
Others say it’s an open maw,
But history’s truthful,
This isn’t youthful,
That the elite are above the law.
Heroes give their one and all,
Patriots they hear the call,
Live in the mud,
Shed their blood,
Only to serve an evil cabal.
Coughing up layers of phlegm,
Mealy-mouthed judges dem,
Reverse logic,
You’re demagogic,
Because the law doesn’t apply to them.
There once was a regime of terror,
That lived inside a religious error,
The people got fed up,
Tipping their tea cup,
And ousted the bums on their derrière.
Legalism creates monsters in suites,
They send boys to war with tin _____,
Law serves their _____,
As the rest of us bleeds,
And hold us down with jack _____.
Sincerely,
John Pepin
