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Law of the Lord comes with its determined path
Law of the land made by man takes its due course
Burning candle attracts to it the lunatic moth
Law of Lord is for times to come without remorse

Follow the verdict of Lord to be on right always
So you should be given solace and sheer satisfaction
In every love phrase with glittering golden days
Love needs continuous and just constant perfection

Be the same with your clean eyes and refined hearts
Eternal mercy will come and will definitely embrace
Love with charms of beauty regularly parts and departs
Eyes glitter and faces carry real and just eternal grace

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyrights 2016 Golden Glow
A ritual instrument will play music
her divine poem has written
a shrink composition, if law wth a focal point
where sharp trend nigh,
a story blended well
her blues invade boogie tonight

a mint superlative indie ballad
has shaken dessert from front line  
only in her name of Jane
with vocal will forsaken.

When expectations are met, mildly
a fool in the rain quickly dies in her fear of raider
that would ****** her whim, gladly
and ran with exception, with a gem, to her immediate glory
that declared such a paradisal virtue
and direly jet superfluous with forecast amazing there
leave    me    be

every guidance
a misguidance

growth is all I need

my inner law is strong enough
i won’t need any lawyers

no one to judge me but
two blue eyes in my mirror
ancient present from grandma

the first step - the highest -
was acceptance

what follows
should be equanimity
KathleenAMaloney Aug 2016
There was Once A Time
When The Inspirations of Others
By Pen Or By Prayer
Called Bright  Forgiveness to Lay
With
Spacious Gratitude

A Lovers  Kiss
Discovered
By One Who Lives
Free From The Knife Held

Greed's  Viciousness Banished
By Embrace of Kindness Loved

Flourishing Life
Disobedient to Hate

Crystal Waters
Of Hope Tamed Wild Faith
Journey To
The Center of the Soul
MellowMomo Jul 2016
What is evil, what is good?
Is it for us to decide, just because we could?
So many laws have been written down,
Book after book, the world is a paper town.
But life is never pure black and white,
Sometimes it's hard to see what is right.
Sadly some efforts are all in vain,
So criminals are left unpunished and victims in pain.
Justice has been served, how nice would that be,
But that's only wishful thinking, don't you agree?
Mark Parker Jul 2016
Beasts within fight
to emerge above
ranks of blood.

Know your place,
run with grace,
avoid the club.

Tear into necks
filled with flowing
thick crimson juice.

Twin devils bite
under moonlit night
with primal fright.

Endure great strain,
know each pain,
avoid the club.
Thinking about old Jack London. He had a way of getting to the heart of life. We all struggle under the law of club and fang. Dogs and humans are very alike in this way.
Francie Lynch Jun 2016
The courtroom was buzzing,
Deals were struck,
Before Her Worship
Heard from the docket.

Will Luke be saved.

A line of roguish consorts
All on Legal Aid,
Paraded before Her,
In judical chains.

And the lawyers are asking
About The Game of Thrones.

There are too many cops,
All creased and shiny,
Carrying file folders,
Outling the crimes.

I was a spectator,
Small in my corner,
As Luke went to stand
Before his maker,
Before his deal breaker.

All charges dropped,
As if a matter of course;
Except for the charges
From the laswyer and court.
Simple possession charges in Canada will soon be expunged when *** becomes decriminalized and legal.
Aoife Jun 2016
how many lives
do we have to lose
in order to realize
that something's wrong?
how many laws of novelty
do we have to pass
in order to realize
we're passing all the wrong ones?

why do we pride the ******
because he goes to a school
with a good name?
and why do we limit his sentence
because HE may suffer “severe impact”
when the one who suffered severe impact
was the one
who cried out for HER LIFE?

who gave you the right
to harm faultless people
over something as simple
as who they love?

america did.
your country allows people
to walk around with guns
they way you do with phones.
how are you supposed to feel safe
when privileged white males
take a “get out of jail free” card
as a prize for destroying the lives
of others?

if you are the country of the free,
why are people dying for loving,
shot for standing up, and
beaten for being themselves?

why are your opportunities
determined by the shade of your skin?
why are you labelled and killed
for practicing your religion?
why is history repeating itself?

nobody is born evil.
evil is the craft that is learned
by unwelcoming minds
and is operated by faulty hands,
clenching throats and triggers
with equal strength.

how many lives do we have to lose
before we realize
enough is enough?
how many people need to be
denied an opportunity
before we realize
race doesn't matter?
how many unmarked gravestones
need to be planted
before we realize
we will never get to finish
fighting a losing battle?
I'm so bitter over everything that's happened in the past few days alone, not to mention the past decade. Anyway, I know this isn't good, but I had to say something.
BE Twain May 2016
I work for Jones & Co.
You are likely somewhere down below,
I have grown used to this unnatural height.
Once, here, as a younger man, I read articles,
working on cases just long enough to cultivate indifference.
My first firm party, I was made to wear an ivy laurel.
We were mingling on the penthouse deck,
when a gust unceremoniously removed it from my head.

Jones is a superstitious man,
he has a dream-catcher above his office door.
He designed a vaulted spiral staircase on our fifty-first floor.
The one separates Jones from his company,
the other, us from below.
Five years of billing in six minute blocks,
labyrinthine increments, Herculean costs.
A kind of optic chiasma where the nerves cross and people get lost.



B.E. Twain
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