Colin F. Jones

LAW

Life is so simple real and true
Till someone makes a law,
For that law then must turn to two
And the two must turn to four

Until in thousands laws succeed
As creators of more crime
That elongate preponderant need
More laws to define

So on it goes the perpetual flow
Of pollutant crimes to solve,
As more and more the laws do grow
That a revenue doth evolve

That makes the law a similar crime
As that it seeks to quell
Decreasing freedom yours and mine
And increasing those in Hell