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Milo Bowden Poem
Statute, code, regulation, also the ordinance. Four instruments with meanings, in
governments pretense. Study you'll find the difference, from the law and these four
tools. The law it comes from nature, these four are man made rules. They define the
laws upon bookshelves, their not the rule of law themselves. Rules have supposed
purpose, they shape a laws virtue. Officials write so many rules, a law twist to
their view. Do you see the danger, in how many rules we pass. I'll give you one
example, I hope you see and fast. A man not wearing a seat belt, isn't
constitutional law. By code this man be binned, by code this man be fined. I'll
give another example, to make this very clear, a man breaks in your home, to harm
your family peers. You wrestle a gun away from him and shoot him in defense. He's
tried and convicted, they throw him in the pen, while in jail he studies,
and finds one of these rules. He claims you did not have to shoot, your deemed
unusually cruel. You find your self in court again, your head begins to spin, say
to yourself, I did nothing wrong, there's no way he can win. In trial you say, he
broke in, he brought the gun in too. The convicted man, wins the case, a million
you've been sued. Say to the judge, where is the law, where is our common sense?
Gone with statutes, codes, regulations, also the ordinance.
Copyright © Milo Bowden | Year Posted 2005
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Milo Bowden Poem
Properties of character, like blood in her veins, makes emotion
and heartbeat so deeply the same. Carnally lucid, shes habit to
all. Mischievously genital, coyly, influential. Shes primarily
desire, persuasions in conceal, and romantic avocation, provokes
to reveal. Enticement like intimacy, compassionately gripped. In
seduction shes a weapon, and entertainingly equipped. She is our
aphrodisiac, and keeps our species living. Her bodies character
perpetuates life, and her greatest attribute, is giving.
Copyright © Milo Bowden | Year Posted 2005
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