Ordinantia Poem by Arik Fletcher

The law is there to guide us,
To cover every sign,
To serve and to protect us,
To keep us all in line.

The law is not a question,
It stands in black and white,
It cannot be rejected,
It always shall be right.

The law alas is fallible,
So often proven blind,
So hard against the downtrod,
So weak on the refined.

The law may be amended,
It can be changed in time,
It could be more supportive,
It should prevent real crime.

The law is what we've made it,
A source of pain and woe,
A daily chore to live with,
A blight on all we know.

The law is not omnipotent,
We have no one to blame,
We all must share the burden,
We all must bear the shame.