Just the Way It Is

There's no way to make this world a better place
'Cause there's a sickness that infects the human race
So I sit here on my porch and let it go
For they just killed Jesus, don't you know

The cops want a power that's supreme
Justice in this land is just a dream
Being poor is the only crime I know
'Cause if your rich they have to let you go


I'm thinking there's just to many laws
Most of which I'm sure you'll find a flaw
If someone came along, to stand for good
They would kill him as fast as they could


The Constitution's just a fairy tale
Without a charge, you could land in jail
They can torture you 'till the cows come home
That's what happens when you live in modern Rome
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Stoner Jr Avatar
December 13, 2014 at 9:35 AM
thanks Jerry very interesting write, keep them coming, I enjoyed this, tell the world
A. Sharma Avatar
December 13, 2014 at 7:45 AM
Intriguing write Jerry! Gud to know more about Rome! Great work!
Nance Avatar
December 13, 2014 at 6:18 AM
This is one of those sad but true poems, with a dose of your unique humor, I don't know anything about Rome, this poem could take place in many countries. Good to read you Jerry, and very sexy new avatar! :) hugsxx
Curtis Avatar
December 13, 2014 at 6:30 AM
Thank you Cas, my reference to Rome was intended to compare The US to Ancient Rome in it's decline, but I only have limited time to write, so there it is-----------lol The avatar is my Andy Warhol look, I have many looks, but I'm glad you like it.
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