red tape (Remove filter)
Exposure
All the pretence of innocence
The rules that one invents
Laws that must be seen to be
Beyond the reach of devilry
Those in power can circumvent
As they like, with full intent
Legal eagles can but try
To keep your vision from the lie
All in all I wonder when
We truly will have freedom again
Twisted knots of red tape can
Imprison every once free man
Number six once held the key
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Saturday 31st October 2015 11:31 am
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