NOTE: This is just a poem.
In all the justice in the land
They had a large and ugly hand
Establishing order, making laws
And condemning all the flaws
That they did not suffer.
In a while they were the best of all.
They met together in golden halls
And conspired for long to conquer and rule.
Fates they held in a golden spool
And cut off what was waste.
The rest were wrong and guilty as can be.
Even those like you and me
Who strive be honest and true
In every single task that we do.
But they did not confirm.
The citizens tried to follow the law,
But in each of them there was a flaw
And that they couldn't change.
That was how it was all arranged
When the rulers were caught.
Said the citizens: "What is this!
Is there a law that you missed?
You have done some wrong too!"
And they wanted to hit them with their shoes,
But the rulers argued.
"Stop now! Stop there!
Without our guidance how would you fare?
All we've done we've done for you
After all you've got no brains in you!"
And the citizens left.
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My collection of poems and riddles
PuisiThings you should know about my poetry: It is written on the spur of the moment. I write poems when I am emotionally driven. Thus, these poems are full of energy, but not necessarily with any meaning or direction. They are not grammatically correct...
