Above The Law

Above The Law short poem

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If the bees can’t sting within their wax
how can they attack outside?
if a snake can’t swallow a dead rat
what about a flying bat?
the lion has shed tears
when a rabbit intruded his territory.

A tilapia has drank off the ocean
and the sharks are desperate
the hawk has taken away the food
from the eagle and flew freely.

The throne had been invaded by unknown slave
the crown was snatched by the air
a tongue had been bitten by the teeth
when there was food in the mouth
how can they protect us
if the mace and the laws can’t be guarded
there is a crack on the wall.

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My name is Orbiam Simon i am from gwer east local government of Benue state in Nigeria. I'm from a polygamy family of four wives my mother is the last wife,I am the second of five children of my mum.
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