We used to stand in awe of you
always the beggars
asking for this or that
Not any more,
we've seen you fail.
That brings us to a level ground
Just like that time when Tristan
stepped onto a grassy island
to face the Morholt
And though it took him to the edge
the defender won against the powerful one
who came to take their children.
And now,
though argument has taken the place of war
and though you half control the word
Though you may put a few of us in jail
we are too many. Though you may hide your crimes
you cannot hide their stench.
Do not forget
"Though you be never so high
the Law's above you".
(c) Richard Lawson
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