Without Laws Poem by Randy McClave

Imagine if you could, a land without kings or queens
And also a land without a president or politics or politicians,
A land with only schools and parks and factories and machines
With no lawyers or judges, only scientists, teachers and physicians,
A land without taxes or liens and without bribery or corruption
Where the land each man and woman tote the law the same,
Men and women decide their laws through life and consumption
Without any taxes or politics no one for their problems could they blame.

Imagining if you could, to live in a land or country like that
But, that of course is just a dream and a wish and an insurgent's fantasy,
I live in a county where the poor stays thin and the rich gets fat
Where justice is blind and the truth and the honesty is not for the free,
The honest man follows the law, the wealthy and the guilty man creates the laws
Laws are to protect the rich, and not the poor or the working man's reward,
Each person knows their own truth and worth and their own spiritual flaws
Their Judge and jury is the Devil, ours is that of our savior and Lord.


Randy L. McClave