Legal Dogma
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Poetry
Obey you must O’feeable citizen, do you dare to cross the line?
March in formation and resist temptation, only in film can you live those golden lives.
Transgress not the legal Dogma, For it is not your place to play.
That arena is for the daring and the ones that got away.
It will burn away at your psyche, then maybe should you try?
Or will you cower away from elation, the only true freedom lies in alibi.
It is not without great stigma, and tormenting time away.
But you will only read of it in books? Or gamble courage without delay.
Will you die a dim lit lantern or blaze with fury for what you believe?
Because those that command you of their bidding, are the ones who decree masks to deceive.
Make no mistake in knowing, that the truth is rarely told.
It’s those that break the rules who have Platinum, Diamonds and Gold.
Incarceration builds character, you will wear it with pride & glee.
Know you would much prefer it, then to fade away into obscurity.
We are the noble outlaws, our moral compass free to roam.
Harm wished upon no one, except Tyranny that mans the throne.
Do not point your finger at us, for we are who you crave to be.
True criminals evade your senses, while they tax you in harmony.
Obey you must O’feeable citizen, do you dare to cross the line?
March in formation and resist temptation, only in film can you live those golden lives.
Transgress not the legal Dogma, For it is not your place to play.
That arena is for the daring and the ones that got away.
It will burn away at your psyche, then maybe should you try?
Or will you cower away from elation, the only true freedom lies in alibi.
It is not without great stigma, and tormenting time away.
But you will only read of it in books? Or gamble courage without delay.
Will you die a dim lit lantern or blaze with fury for what you believe?
Because those that command you of their bidding, are the ones who decree masks to deceive.
Make no mistake in knowing, that the truth is rarely told.
It’s those that break the rules who have Platinum, Diamonds and Gold.
Incarceration builds character, you will wear it with pride & glee.
Know you would much prefer it, then to fade away into obscurity.
We are the noble outlaws, our moral compass free to roam.
Harm wished upon no one, except Tyranny that mans the throne.
Do not point your finger at us, for we are who you crave to be.
True criminals evade your senses, while they tax you in harmony.
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