The Rule of Law

The rule of law There was a storm over Sahara; waves of sand flew up, up, up – I wrote "up" thrice because my grammar checker tells me I can`t it tend to be intrusive,- transformed into white dust it mixed with indigo clouds, drifted to Algarve and shed tonnes of dust layers of dust everywhere the morning village looked like a ghost town, we scan the sky hope for proper rain the type that clean and makes you wet, but it is a perilous wish, a deluge can last for days inundate the basement and drown a family of mice that live in accord are so discreet I have not seen them; more than can be said about the eleven million illegals in the USA that with the blessing by rancorous Democrats that let them rules the political agenda and give lawbreaker a safe heaven, where they are free to insult the president and the rule of law