Song for the people LAWS III 405(a to d)
Through the course of a 21 hour conversation three adults from three different states containing different people with different ideas living on a rocky island B on a mountainous rough inclined terrain and C living on a flat and wide plane with access to the sea and great harbors....
Walk and talk as they move to answer questions asked by others concerning their ideas of organization and management of a new state in a new land where
each of the abundant natural aspects of life
for each of the three is available for all in
the new and ideal state of altered states
where statesmen might be the speakers
of ideas stating the status of the state
the state of the status and the status
of the stated status of the stated
state completing the square
where all things fit within
the edges of a sphere
of at most influence
defined by a radius
radiating the one
into the aether
where other
one ettes
meet
as
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in Geometric arrangements of crystal eyes ized
ideas of ideal ide at ION leaving no ION unturned
in a whorld of whrly girly ideas spinning around
the may pole at 1000 mph while the Solenoid that
spins that spinner spans a few grand more in the
bore and so as the lore has it the rate determining
that spate is a big fat cat sitting in a hat running
for the one just behind the sun the jump in Jupiter
Sat on by Saturn every Sabato leading into Di the
ONE the Diva known for her sun the one who runs
the pull and the push to keep the spin flush and filled
with gold spun of old from whole cloth and from holes
Dug in the ground where gold is found coming up from
the one where the 1000 mark is turned on the radiant
Ray 4000 miles in a day sweeping a line from Cairo to On
where the hippo do camp at the bank by the way where
he lives opulently every new sun lit day and this section here
came tumbling out of their mouths as they walked and talked
until the cows came home then walked and talked a little more until it was time to move on to the next thing to do in the whorld they were whirling words around in:
‘The greatest disgrace possible,’ he said.
‘And yet, is it really any more disgraceful,would you say,................than the person whoin addition tospendingthe greater part of his lifein the law-courtsas defendant or plaintiff,is also convinced,Such is his Ignoranceof What is Good,.....that his cleverness at committing crimes,and his sub-sequent abilityto use every evasionand loopholeto escape convictionand avoid paying the penalty,is actually a matter for self-congratulation?And all for the sake of what is trivial and of no importance,because he does not realisehow much finer and better it isto see to itthat his lifedoes notdepend onfindinga juror who is half-asleep.’‘You’re right,’ he said. ‘That is worse than the previous example.’
(Verse 1) I've walked the line, I've seen the dark, the depths of sin, the devil's spark I've felt the sting of someones brain, the cold steel cage, real evil rage But nothin' worse, I've come across, than a man who lives without remorse
(Chorus) He twists the law, to serve his greed, a legal regal, sowin' seed Of discord, strife, and bitter lies, split lawyer's tongue, and shifty eyes He boasts of wins, and loopholes found, while justice weeps, and liberty ...she drowned
(Verse 2) He games the system, cheats the game, with fancy words, and tainted fame Defendant, plaintiff, all the same, he plays the role, with burning shame He thinks he's smart, wicked is art, but for his soul, a dark black heart fills a big black hole
(Chorus) He twists the law, to serve his greed, a fake regal legal, sowin' seed Of discord, strife, and bitter
lies, with forked flapping tongue, and shifty bloodshot eyes He boasts of wins, more loopholes found, while justice weeps, balance is crowned king of the loophole thing and any old gold painted bling
(Bridge) A hollow man, an empty grin, life built on treachery and eternal gin soaked dreams of a drone as a queen He'll face the tome on the day of the judge, coiffed head held high, while in his right eye, the fears do so lie
(Chorus) He twists the word law, to serve ill fed greed, a legal regal, sowin' that seed Of discord, that seed of strife, and bitter stories absent signs of life, with law tined tongue, and snake shifty eyes He boasts of walls built, using loopholes found, while justice weeps, and liberty.... she drowned
(Outro) The greatest shame, the darkest stain, to live a life, of worldly gain When in the end, he'll stand alone, with heavy blackened heart, and soul of hard black stone.
Elvis Pressly
(Verse 1) Well, bless my soul, I've seen it all, from Steal Street dives to concert halls The good, the bad, the rise the fall, the cheatin' hearts, the stand-up dolls, y'all.... But nothin' lower, than a man with a plan who hides, behind a lawyer's tricky legal pants.
(Chorus) He breaks the law, then twists it 'round, with loopholes tight, and lies abound A slick-talkin' scoundrel, rich and proud, while justice sleeps beneath the cloud Of legal smoke, and courtroom haze, he walks away, with guilt ablaze.
(Verse 2) He spends his life, in courtrooms dim, a defendant /plaintiff, ever grim... thinks he's won, with every plea, while deep inside, he can't be free the conscience burns, a guilty fire, though wealth and fame, he may acquire.
(Chorus) He breaks the law, then twists it 'round, with loopholes tight, and lies abound A slick-talkin' scoundrel, rich and proud, while justice sleeps beneath the cloud Of legal smoke, and courtroom haze, he walks away, with guilt ablaze.
(Bridge) Now, some folks say, "He's got it made," but I say, son, that's a hefty price paid To live your life, in fear and dread, with dreams of lawyer's words, fillin' your empty head.
(Chorus) He breaks the law, then twists it 'round, with loopholes tight, and lies abound A slick-talkin' scoundrel, rich and proud, while justice sleeps beneath the cloud Of legal smoke, and courtroom haze, he walks away, with guilt ablaze.
(Outro) Give me a man, with honest hands, who stands up straight, and understands That truth and love, are all we got, and a clear conscience, and that's a lot. Uh-huh-huh, thank ya, thank ya very much.
(Verse 1) I've seen the suits, the sharpest minds, in London town, in legal binds They twist the words, and play their games, for fame and fortune, Grifts and claims when the biggest fool, the saddest sight, is the man who thinks he's always right.
(Chorus) He cheats and lies, with lawyer's guile, a master with the courtroom style He dodges truth, with every plea, but in his eyes, the guilt I see He thinks he's won, escaped the blame, but deep inside, we are not the same.
(Verse 2) He spends his days, in legal haze, a web of words, a cunning maze Defendant, plaintiff, takes his place, with smug conceit, and hardened face He thinks he's free, with victory, but his conscience whispers, "Can't you see?" as 'Set me free' with every plea
(Chorus) He cheats and lies, with lawyer's guile, a master of the courtroom style He dodges truth, with every plea, while in his eyes, the guilt I see He thinks he's won, escaped the blame, while deep inside, we are all the same.
(Bridge) Oh, the irony, the bitter sting, to win the case, burn everything your soul, our peace, our moral ground, for what's it worth, when all goes down and is ground into the dirty ground?
(Chorus) He cheats and lies, with lawyer's guile, a master of the courtroom style He dodges youth, with every plea, while in his eyes, the guilt we see.... He thinks he's won, escaped the blame, while deep inside, we're all the same.
(Outro) So let him boast, of legal schemes, and courtroom dramas, hollow dreams But in the end, the truth will out, and justice calls, with a mighty shout. He'll face the music, all alone, with conscience heavy as a great black stone.
(Verse 1) The courtroom's cold, a sterile place, where justice wears a painted face And lawyers dance, with words so fine, weaving dirty tales of guilty crime But there is a darkness, deeper still, the man who bends the law.... also bends the Will of the people as his lips
(Chorus) Twist each word, a cunning game, to shift the ifs to dodge the blame, to earn some fame A master of deceit belies, under loop-holed light, and alibis He thinks he's free, beyond reproach, while in his soul, a Giant blotch of blackened void does we approach
(Verse 2) He walks the streets, of wealthy men, replete with tiny blood-stained hands, and shifty plans He's built this mirage on broken laws, engorging ugly flaws, all just be-cause he claims to sense the inner eye, or so he says with so much pride, no lion heart, no waters part....the day can't hide from plain human sight in the dark of the night ... you'll be caught
(Chorus) He twists each word, a cunning game, to dodge old blame, to burn new fame A slave of deceit an abuser replete, all loopholes tight, new alibis in flight thinks hell fly free, beyond reproach, while in his soul, the Cancer broach both mind and body equally the weight announced another way
(Bridge) As cracks appear, this thin facade, the weight of guilt, the heavy plod seeks more gold more painted lace, more fleeting pleasures, yet finds no peace, in earthly treasures
(Chorus) He twists the truth, a cunning game, to dodge the blame, and earn more fame A devil of deceit and whys, with loopholes tight, using alibis for light to blind those who look to see. This one thinks he's free, beyond reproach, while the soul of him festers within as souls can do on loafs of loath with double proofed ears all aloof
(Outro) The darkness grows, where once was mind, a lonely place is left behind. The price of free made to be D U M B for you and thee who pay the sum, false rate quoted, damage done hollow tome liberty none for this fight to this end, he'll face the light, when all is revealed, in darkest night.
Think through the mind of Akhenaten and Write a song using the idea following the prompt ~ ‘The greatest disgrace possible,’ he said.
‘And yet, is it really any more disgraceful,
would you say,
................than the person who
in addition to
spending
the greater part of his life
in the law-courts
as defendant or plaintiff,
is also convinced,
Such is his Ignorance
of What is Good,
.....that his cleverness at committing crimes,
and his sub-sequent ability
to use every evasion
and loophole
to escape conviction
and avoid paying the penalty,
is actually a matter for self-congratulation?
And all for the sake of what is trivial and of no importance,
because he does not realise
how much finer and better it is
to see to it
that his life
does not
depend on
finding
a juror who is half-asleep.’
‘You’re right,’ he said. ‘That is worse than the previous example.’
(Chorus) Oh, wicked souls, with hearts of greed, who twist the law, to serve their need They cheat and lie, with cunning art, their conscience lost, their souls depart They boast of freedom, falsely won, but in their eyes, the setting sun.
(Verse 2) They fill the courts, with bitter strife, defendant, plaintiff, cling to life Their lawyers weave, a tangled web, of words and claims, where truth is dead They seek escape, from judgment's hand, but Maat's scales, will weigh the sand.
(Chorus) Oh, wicked souls, with hearts of greed, who twist the law, to serve their need They cheat and lie, with cunning art, their conscience lost, their souls depart They boast of freedom, falsely won, but in their eyes, the setting sun.
(Bridge) They think they've fooled, the cosmic eye, but truth will rise, and pierce the sky The gods will see, their wicked deeds, and sow the seeds, of sorrow's weeds.
(Chorus) Oh, wicked souls, with hearts of greed, who twist the law, to serve their need They cheat and lie, with cunning art, their conscience lost, their souls depart They boast of freedom, falsely won, but in their eyes, the setting sun.
(Outro) So let them cling, to fleeting gains, their hollow triumphs, leave their stains For in the end, their souls will face, the truth unveiled, in that sacred space. Where justice reigns, and balance lies, beneath the gaze, of eternal skies.
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