High Crimes
The higher the criminals
And the greater the crime,
The lesser the chance
Anyone will do time.
If there is one thing
We’re loath to expose,
It is that our rulers
Are wearing no clothes.
The old law that power
Will corrupt and debase,
We fancied did not
Apply in our case.
Our checks and our balances
Are all in the past;
Without due precaution
They never could last.
With each day that passes
We look more like Rome,
And low-roosting chickens
Are all coming home.David Martin
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