"The more laws and orders are made prominent, the more thieves and robbers there will be."
— Laozi, 5th century BCE

Rules and orders, chains of lies,
Binding souls in dark disguise.
Fraud and filth, a slave’s pretense —
Rotting hearts their consequence.

Cops, officials, jesters too,
Politicians—crooks in view.
People, spellbound, stay restrained,
Bound in chains that won’t be maimed.

Wretches forge new chains again,
Spreading ruin, death, and pain.
Darkness swallows all in sight,
World decays in doomed twilight.

Air grows heavy, hope is none,
Judgment nears—there’s no more sun.
Satan, king of mindless fools,
Wields his law, his twisted rules.

Few resist, and fewer stay,
With each century’s decay.
Earth is lost, drowned deep in sin,
Under wretched hands of men.

Fiends now rule and write decrees,
Breeding madness like disease.
Blinding Reason, caging Soul,
Dragging all to their control.

Yet stand firm—let lies be burned,
Lest your spirit be interned.
Fools are lost, they’ve died inside,
Long before their bodies died.