an allegal anthology: critical legal verse by a ballb(oi)

7/27/2019 An Allegal Anthology: Critical Legal Verse by a BALLB(OI)

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Allegal Poetry- Anno Domini-FSM TAUA 1959-

1. Throwing Acorns

2. Gone the Wer, the Bot and the Wite

3. In Memoriam- Operation High Tower

4. The Siege

5. The Trial of Loki

6. Hooves and Horns of Steel

7. Christmas Possible

8. The Fifty

9. Pixie by the Fire

10. This grain of sand

11. Yo ho ho n a bokkle a Rum

12. Samoa Atoa

13.

Tangata Tangata Tangata

14. Holy Madman

15. A prophecy -Land-bones-blood

16. A Barristers Last Plea


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17. Blackstones Warning

18. Atua

19. Life or Death - A tattooing chant

20. The Secret They Fear - One Supreme Law - Atua ma leFa'aSamoa

21. Swife exsquisiclitorious

22. Now What do you say your number is? Ive got a room foryou!

23. Mine

24. Under the Mat

25. Sourplus

Throwing Acorns 7 January 1980 Anno Domini


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Throwing acorns at the oak outside my doorI know more peace than I ever did with you.

Gone the wer the bot and the wite 1996 Anno Domini

Criminal law?

Dont go there if its money you seek?

Civil Law pays far better, three times as much I have heard!

Poverty despair mental anguish rigidity unlove we meet iteveryday.

And thats just our brethren and schwestren at the bar!

I'm joking!

We are the accident and emergency of the moral world!

People are rushed in stressed, out of control slightly madrestrained at times

We seek to tame their wild asses.


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But what of Jesus ?

"He was despised and rejected of men ; a man of sorrows, andacquainted with grief and we hid it as it were our faces from

him; he was despised and we esteemed him not.

Surely he hath borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows yet wedid asteem him stricken smitten of God and afflictedBut he was wounded for our transgressions he was bruised forour iniquities the chastisement of our peace was upon him andwith his stripes we are healed

Is it better that ten are convicted that none escape the wrath of

the law?

Clearly not!

You'd like to meet some people at the bar.

Peter Paul and MarySteveAaron Kieran and David

StephenRon Kevin and MartinColin good to see you

Robyn Karena and KarenKahu Adam and Johnny KRose Lorraine and Mary TTed Louise and VictoriaThere goes Geoff

Set the sinners freeIs that the pleaOr is the system itself at fault?Is greed their crime or profit.Was it business or empty words at the tavern overheard?


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Oh you'd like to elect trial by jury?

Twelve good and true more or lessRandom double six

Tangata Whenua Tangata Pacifica Tangata TiritiGods of fate above the lawAries Taurus Gemini Cancer Leo Virgo Libra Scorpio SagittariusCapricorn Aquarius Pisces

In 1670 in Bushells Case It was established that the judges hadno power to punish a jury for its verdict and thereafter jurymen

became the uncontrolled judges of the facts. They can withoutfear of consequences to themselves disregard the suggestions of

the judge and find what verdict they think fit.

No logic required!

Good luck!

In memoriam- Operation High Tower 27 June 2003 AnnoDomini

Prosecutors Yon Imperial Courtallege debauchery on grand scaleswore Imperial Magistrate & village folkOf bandits, gypsy king and alchemist

Imperial guards bound the Gypsy flanked


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Will Greybeard, Coal giant, Thunder and RainPeter Piper mixer of potions destroyer of dreamsAnd sweet Leonardo guest to the banquet

Seven and I from the Halls of JusticeBy art the Snake, the Chameleon, the Owl,

Vlad, Lord Brinn'n Chambers, the Norman,'n I, assisting LadyTeacup and GrewerYoung Leonardo a cousin I am called from my studiesWu wei

Like spiders leven weeks wove woe,Famlin, Nortson Lovechild, e Priesta

Imperial Accusers threeAryl the Sherrif, Sargeant Tricky and the Marten

Minions to the Lords of Fate

Lugh Guillame High Lord FateAstride judgement sceptre aloftEach day players call praise to the LordCast dice at his feet. Hail Lord Fate !

"Set the sinners free"Is that the plea?Or is the system itself at fault?Is greed their crime or profit!Was it business or empty words at the tavern overheard?

Twelve good and true more or lessrandom double six

Tangata Whenua, Tangata Pacifica, Tangata TiritiGods of Fate above the LawAries, Taurus, Gemini, Cancer, Leo, Virgo, Libra,Scorpio, Sagittarius, Capricorn, Aquarius, Pisces.


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Friend of PoohUnwanted guardian of dark murmurersElbow jostler butcher and barkerDrunken monkey bull of heaven

Seek not my banner "One of Us"It's for the Bro and Me.

One, two, then threeEarth, water, fire, windVoidVrillOhm

Wu wei

Walk on to the day of JudgementLords of Grief

Leonardo - the Fair - his love.The student returns to his studies.

The Siege 24 July 2007 Anno Domini

When the clock struck 13We knew we were lost


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Our time up yet still mustHurtle not round and round the clockBut off the face, distracted, disenchantedTo another place Leningrad.

Herr Blitzkrieg had much to say

he smiled and sneered as if in playYet with the passing of each day -As if underwater bubbling awayhis speech agarble though lucidand elegant came ajargle

German, French, Italian,

Swedish, Hottentot and CantoneseHe was speaking none of these

His prose it soared and dived and blewStraight through our ears without a clueMyriad names he dropped and caughtFlashed his chops and dropped us short

By day 3 he told us thered be 3 moreThe gypsy Sailor stamped and swore

One juror fainted hitting the floorTwo passed away would there be more?Lord Talon. Lord Fate. Lord No!

All Hail Lord Fate. Lord Talon.A holiday declared for allNine whole daysThe stars align with Her Majestys birthIn this way restored our mirth.

The siege delayed upon our sensesAfter Blitzkrieg left us senseless


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Day 4 the jurors criedNo No No moreThough holidays beckon2 further days our pain wont lessen

Barely can stifle yawnsBefore we slump afloor.

Cruel and unusual punishment indeedWe recall on parents kneeBetter a smack easily forgottenThan the lecture no easy escapeOf kids and adults good and badAnd tales of Johnny Rotten

Full 3 days more he bored us all

Till the ref cried HaltDay 4 a call from the floorStruck him like a lightning boltHe spoke of wholes and yet was halvedAnd halved again once moreWhat was his plan? Who knows?Eh, What? What did he say again?

He spoke of pockets. Of halves and wholesWheels and nights on the townOf breakfast dinner and lunchAnd doing it all againunknown males demand whatunknown females demand whena dragon Puff made a guest appearance andchased them round and round.

Where 12 stood to judge 12ten pondered the fate of 8Who supplied? Who made?Who planned what ?Do Details matter - time and place ?


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Or is it all Fate?Blitzkriegs charm had reaped the fieldThey led 6 down the 7th flew

The 8th released to wander(to be continued)

The Trial of Loki 16 January 2008 Anno Domini

V1

While sitting on his cotLoki did Jota recipe for MoonshineFrom a fella down the linewhen he was doing a lag

For beating his old dad.

V 2

1 part of pain

+ (plus)

2 parts of rain

listerine and sugarNugget and FillerThe Devil's snot


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Shoot ya ta the moonIf the hangover dont kill ya

V3

While skulking round the block

in regular rhyme with his Valentine -Mary JaneHe chance upon Nikita pert tight little cheaterAlabaster White she keep him up all nightIt was on her ,off her, on her, off her

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He thought he was their mate

Not that piece of shit at the gateWhile making coffee for allHis Prints afar did whorlWhen in Stroll should PlodActing like a god!sent all but him to NedLocked em up in a garden shed

He fled back to bed to his Valentine Mary JaneAnd pert tight Nikita!

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Sergeant PreYap & MJ FireinsideLeft to guard the yardNo one told Ned

they did share - a bedShe snapped a pic of Jackschmoozing out the backsnuck around the housenaked as a mouseNo gremlin should be blamed


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That things were rearranged.

V6

8 hours in the clearup went a cheerslipped into the roomloco locomotion"Mary Jane! Mary Jane!(shudder )- Nikita, NikitaSweet fire inside

Aah-Love and devotion."

V7

Loki no pay rentSo come the main eventthe recipe was foundWas it Moonshine he did make

or is he just a flake"I'm a drunk', he cried"OP my pride.a parasite!No pirate no Knight

Four when i've fed

i'm straight back to me bedNikita. I love ta eat her and shag my mary jane.

V8Star billing in the morning

A soprano full of yearningOne B to another


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Did saywhile high on a wirebrother,

Dont fear the dawning

This morning glorys no AceShes a bloody disgraceIve got her personal diaryLets fast forward this enquiryYou cover me backWatch hard Jack

Thats why I bought you inDont let in a pin!

Hey Ho Hey Ho Ho humIn the absence of the Jurya choir did playinner Bar Outer BarOver the Bar underinner Bar outer Bar

tea and Jelly Roll

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Mornings yawning dawningcome a rear attackfrom the QT in the backNo thought of shared glory

No thought to hole the aceHe sprayed his mateWith maceThem two they came to blows

One bloodied the other's noseYour No Good he saidand i shall see you dead

Hey Ho Hey Ho Ho humIn the absence of the Jury


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a choir did playinner Bar Outer BarOver the Bar underinner Bar outer Bar

tea and Jelly Roll

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they asked me to move'cos i was in the grooveto me it did not matterall this empty chatterReturn to the Game

Don't one another blame!Cut the doom and gloom!

Lets shoot baskets round the room!

Hey Ho Hey Ho Ho Hum.Inner Bar Outer BarUnder the Bar Over

outer Bar inner BarTea and Jelly Roll

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Play the BallPlay the Ballthat's what me father saidDon't use it as an excuse

to kick em in the headHey Ho Hey Ho Ho Hum.Inner Bar Outer BarOver the Bar underInner Bar outer BarTea and jelly Roll


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V12

So at great cost

the fricking match was lostHey Ho Hey Ho Ho Hum

Inner Bar Outer BarOver the Bar underInner Bar outer BarTea and jelly Roll

V 13

Never let it be saidthat life at the bar is dead

The way it goes with its highs and lowsIt still retains its credAd hominem ad hominemJust like at schoolTo call someone a foolDont worry about the factsJust shout!

I can see your crack.

Hey Ho ,Hey Ho, Ho Hum.Inner B Outer B

Under the B Overouter B inner BTea and Jelly Roll

O Lord of Order of Space and Time


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15 December 2007 Anno DominiFrom The Pirate [Yet not written]

[written to The Lord of Order of Space and Time]

Socrates distinguished those who pursue higher and lowerpursuits,

Those who have no experience of wisdom and goodness, anddo nothing but have a good time, spend their lives straying

between the bottom and middle in our illustration, and neverrise higher to see or reach the true top, nor achieve any real

fulfillment or sure and unadulterated pleasure. They bend overtheir tables, like sheep with heads bent over their pasture andeyes on the ground, they stuff themselves and copulate, and intheir greed for more they kick and butt each other with hoovesand horns of steel.

[ this section not spoken butread in the Mind.-these

describe the musical qualitiesof his speech]

[Gentlylike a harp

hurrying onwards with vigour boldness and spirit

firmly sweetly andtenderly

then more so in frugal stylemaintain speed caressinglybut not too much

with great feeling

playfully gradually slowing dying away


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tenderly and calmly dying away.]

I ask of Thee.[suave]

Excellency [arpeggiare]

i seek a boon.

Pray tell me.

i ask.

What tis I seek of Thee?[ Affretendo, Brio, Bravure]

Coil not like the dragon on thee pile of gold!

Ye know me

- the Pirate.

The Hand of Justice hath foretold [Decisio, Dolce, Dolcissimo]

that the burden would lie on he

that one there

though clothed as the priest

the Accuser! [Fugato, Listesso tempo, Lusingando, Ma nontroppo]


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yet lord i bear the burden

thine burden

mine is the fight

that deep delight

we mighty men of old [ Patetico, Schmerzando, Slargando,Smorzando, Teneramente

Tranquillo, Smorzando.]

toiled in bliss

in fields of blood and war

as though in gold as if

upon banks by the river

when the task righteous.

Now tell me Lord.

What is it that I ask of thee?


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15 December 2007 Anno Domini

Christmas Possible

Up front I see a realm in hellnatural order reversedMan unsafe and curseJustice only a tail.

'Way haul away, we'll haul awayJoe!

crime rich stablish law, enoble - pause.

Claim land and life of the simple

Symbols on leaves Tax their dogs for fouling the airNoxious emissions me thane!


crow in thy gleeso safe indeed - shameless ones


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gather in courts discuss tortsprosecute crimes natives to grind


strangely geared this skewing of lawafflicts just the poor to pay taxes;

the nobles pleaseyet live in wasteland industrial sites


the true elite live like kingsAnd are voted in Im toldlimit their reign

ease the nations pain.'Way haul away, we'll haul awayJoe!

franchise for the greedy tax everydayWatch the state grow fatIn Utopia - a Modern Statea dividends a fact!


Should moneylenderswho profit nonestill be on the throne?A surplus? 9 billion?Merry Christmas citizen!divide it by 5 million!


pin the tail on! Fool!

Bully, slave, heaven ass, delinquent gurufocus fix hearts togethercall this place home!



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The Fifty

They had beaten them, shot them and shredded them but they wererestored, as if from sleep. When tortured they preached when gagged itwas worse - their captors would cry uncontrollably.

For all of them it had begun the same way. Maui had stood in front ofthem and beamed saying , Youre well hung. At the time it seemed likea compliment.

For a year they walked the land talking only among themselves sleeping,feasting and laughing as Maui entertained them and then each took his

place spread his feet and spoke the word of Maui.

Their civil disobedience could not be tolerated and officially there was noproblem to remedy.

Their hangmen were Russian Nationals-good men, who had beenblindfolded, drugged and flown they were told within the borders of theirown nation to hang a secret society of men known for their depravity andwhose crimes were without number. The Fifty spoke no Russian.

They were well hung at Waitangi in 2009.

The Tangata knew the word of Maui.

With the passing of the prophets - the warriors of the nation, bristle-ancestors stirring..Mauimighty gentle, tattoos, binds their hair of old. Chaotic lovemastersleeps on a mat. owns nothing. knows all names from start to finishbinding cousins strand by strand into one Aotealoa.

Fifty fifty- blasphemy or simply the breaking of bread between brothers.

Tane sleeps in the forest.

Maui prayed he would not wake-there are old ones reserved for the worstof times.

Maui youre too much, said the tohunga.


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Maui took the money he had in his pocket told the tohunga to buy the oldpeople a feed and apologised for departing so quickly but an Aunt had diedand he must pay his respects.

Maui was too much. As soon as he was honoured trouble started it had

happened time and time again. Jealousies spoilt his sleep. People forgothe had nothing and asked for nothing. Loincloth, jeans, cars or canoes itwas all the same to him.

He climbed the highest tree far from all human life and dreamed ofHawaiiki, of aitu he had known.

He loved the breeze and the birds that ignored him.

Maui never felt guilty especially about the fifty. Theyd be back. Now whatwas it he had taught them that had been so objectionable.

Thou art the lords and ladies of the land. Extend thyself

Where to now he drifted?

Sometime before or after he awoke a baby in the seaweed.

2007


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This grain of sand

When I dieWealthy if soIll order a partyfor friend & foefor laughter and joy

and the sharing of wineremember me not or my storyThis grain of sand

14 December 2007


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Yo ho ho n a bokkle a Rum

Oussida likka bamacho tonga fellamowri shela yellaHe bonga shela ova

Samoa Cho bunchaMacho tonga fellaHe slipnBanga da uluKraki for shorLika humpppidy dumpy

Sixeen men onna demans chess.

Yo ho ho n a bokkle a rum.

Robert had a spiderSeven times it triedto reach the other sidebut Humpty Dumptyfell on his faceleft the Human Racehe crossed the Styx

before her

Sixeen men onna demans chess.Yo ho ho n a bokkle a rum.


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Uppa ryda SheriffHe rester Samoa ChoU kila Tonga Fella

Cho-go to Hela

Cho fona Fobba LoiaFaleauto he calla

Sava my soula

Iza ona dola


Wella dissa Fobba Loia.

Do wonna boryaChekka outda angleDisa tonga uluAckka lika spidasebben tyma wackkaHow say ChoBrekka?

Sixeen men onna demans chess.

Yo ho ho n a bokkle a rum.

Sherrifa loiaSaya Fobba Loia,Gvusda flora

Sherrif wanna scoraDisa bruddas arseU joina Honky kornaWe gvsya plenny yellaU joina uppa klass



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U no hva Cho

He gotta goHe go free today

U n he no playInna lann afarI know his ma n paTomorrow he SamoaDa next he fish da shore

Yo ho ho n a bokkle a rum for Cho.

24 January 2008

Samoa! Atoa! 04 August 2008 Anno Domini

The Samoan Creed


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[ALL]

Samoa! Atoa!

Atua The Constitution - The FaaSamoa.

Look each to the others back

Ancestor Guardian Unborn.

Samoa! Atoa!

Tangata Tangata Tangata 18 February 2008 Anno

Domini

In the Heavens Gods and Heros meetHoly Eldest - AcentreAncient brothers and sistersBeckon the sacrifice to come

Ancestors no longer asleep

Awake SamoaAitu sing, Hate and Love

Samoa-Carve her flesh

Her beauty betrayed30 pieces in exchangeThe endtime coming

Tangata Tagata Tangata


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Through lidded eyes see!Tane and the Forest return.Maui come to Tuhoe, Tonga, Samoawhispering as a child,

Wake my brother my sisterFather bring the childMother mother run to the Maunga

:Tangata Tangata tangata

As they call the four HorsemenAncients rise the challenge to meetMaui, Tane

Lufasiaitu to his feetTangaroa eyes ablazeNo time now to sleepBy mere, spear with sword or gunThe people by demons overrunTangata transcendThe strength of AtuaYours on demand.

Tangata Tangata tangata

Holy Madman 03 July 2007 Anno Domini

You came to my land - I understandI showed you the mountain and Sea

I took you Home so you neednt roamAnd there you met my wife


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You sat at my table and we shared breadWe prayed together you got boredYou took my wife You broke my head

All of mine now yours to hoard

I went to Court to see the judgeyour brotherHe pulled out a parchment signed in bloodAnd asked if I knew this jokewhod dipped his thumb in it

I had a dog would play in the flax

didnt know hed cost me taxA year before dogs were free to roam

And now its me

me and my dog

no home.

-no wife.

no bone.

A prophecy- Land-bones-blood Easter Friday 21 March

2008 Anno Domini

Speaker One

Land-bones-blood

Lust for Gold

to sit in the Darkwith the Past and Unknowninfinite GriefEternity alone.

Speaker Two


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In the land the bones

In the bones the blood

In the future shamefor those without love

To sell your motherwhat a Sin

degraded by lust for gold

All

In the end they'll sit

in the Dark

with those who are Pastwith those UnknownWhat will they say

When all has past?Eternally alone.

All

Unknown?

A Barristers last plea Easter Saturday 2008 Anno Domini

[the barrister alone speaks]

Inside the BarTheres a game we playAt the crossroads of Hell

To judge accuse and pleadOer the soul of a neer do well.

In the corner the noose, the cross

The blindfold, the hammer


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in theHand of God

Dieu et mon droit, we cry

Together - lets chant the hymn!

[All chant]

The Hand of Justice aloft.

-the thumb-Let the mind be just

-A pointer Innocent till proven guilt

-the promise of the Crown-the burden of proof-Hold the standard-beyond a reasonable doubtLast the Golden Rulebe true to He and Youand me.

[the barrister alone speaks]

Accuser pray tell thy tale!The hounds of HellUnleashed?Without a shred of proof?Tis not enough to slight a manAnd cuss for all your worth!

Who can play God but God himself?

An Anointed Judge?

-well surely blessed!

For its a curse on ManWhen theyre shrewd and untrue.For its from the ranks of the Priests they come


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Not from the dregs of the crew!

The rulesFrom a Great kingdom come

many died that freedoms remainsilent witness

Death.

Theres those thats blessed

And those thats cursedSuch fate we ignoreTis a simple thing

to bake a cake.And when its done its known.

But if its not

Then let the prisoner roam!

Its not about your good or bad!

Or how you wear your shoe!Did you the deed?

Or threaten the ranks of the few?

But for Blackstones Warning

Wed be cursed with the swill

Of a dog gone madPanting to pluck another soulFor the vending machine of GodTo rise above the world of ManAnd burn his wings on the Sun.

In this Ring of the Gods

Bless the poor soulsWhose fates we gambol away


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For none of usDare stand in Holy gaze.

Alas my life past!

Is it Mercy or Justice for me?One plea remains.Hear me!

First to guard

gain Wolf

Or Weird unknownTo know and speakFor Thee?

In the fire

Summers heat.

In the press of the earth

Autumns chill!

In the wing of the night

The tickle of Spring?

In Winters bite

clarity.

P.S.

William B. Blackstone Professor of Law M.P.

Judge of the Court of Common Pleas 1765

But in settling and adjusting a question of fact,


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when entrusted to any single magistrate, partialityand injustice have an ample field to range in;either by asserting that to be proved which is notso, or by more artfully suppressing some

circumstances, stretching and varying others, anddistinguishing away the remainder. Here ,

therefore, a competent number of sensible andupright jurymen, chosen by lot from among thoseof the middle rank will be found the bestinvestigators of truth, and the surest guardians ofpublic justice. For the most powerful individualsin the state will be cautious of committing anyflagrant invasion of anothers right, when he

knows that the fact of his oppression must beexamined and decided by 12 indifferent men, not

appointed until the hour of trial, and that, whenonce the fact is ascertained, the law must ofcourse redress it. This, therefore, preserves in thehands of the people that share which they oughtto have in the administration of public justice,and prevents the encroachments of the morepowerful and wealthy citizens.

Atua

MataiAtuaFaatasi

OneBeyondInfinite

MataiFaatasi


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YouMeHim

Speak-Know,

Speak

Son!

Sa Moa

Faatasi

Tuamasaga alofa Atua.

Aana alofa Atua.Atua alofa Atua.Manua alofa Atua.

Atoa Alofa Atua.Alofa, Atua AtoaAtua, Atoa, Alofa!

21 March 2008 Anno Domini

Life or Death A tattooing chant

Dont cry wince or flinch!

Chisel away

reveal the manblood flowsThe tools are sharpWill you live or die?

Women birth in agonyOur men control pain

In battle field this giftstrengthens resolvethose who bear the


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Warrior marksFear no man or thing

Breathe, brother, breathe!

Follow me now

Close your eyesBreathe slowly out the painwhen breath is gonestop your mindcease to existStep outside of time

When body begs the lungs for airbreathe in life and power

Then full againstop your mindOnce more outside of time

Minute by minuteHour by hour

day by daynever the sameThe cycle eternallife and deathThought and then none.

We warriorsBrothers togethertattooed for all to see

brazen foefierce demonIs it life or death you see?

24 March 2008 Anno Domini


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The secret they fear29 June 2008 Aukilani

Salus populi suprema est lex.

One Supreme Law - Atua ma le Fa'aSamoa

They have taken untold millions

They dream of stolen billions

They lie

we are weak and worthless

We have no place here at home.

They need to hide the truth!

ENJOY YOUR FREEDOM

WITHOUT OUR MUSCLE OR BRAIN

NOT A SENE CAN THEY EARN

WE CAN BREAK THEIR CORRUPT POWER

THE FAASAMOA MAKES US STRONG

Our Constitution Our God our FaaSamoa

Shine gloriously triple beacon of hopeour rights preserved forever

the Supreme Law-our rock

God and the FaaSamoa

See our land Aiga Atoa

Now forever more

We decide for Samoa!

Sa Moa

FaatasiAiga Samoa Atoa

Atoa Alofa Atua!

Alofa Atua Atoa!

Atua, Atoa, Alofa!


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Swife Exsquisiclitorious

Blue eyed swarthy

breasts and belly

swollen in love

exsquisiclitorious

Follow meDip your eyes

Breathe slowly out the pain

breath all gone

stop your mind

cease to exist

Zero

outside of time

Your body heaves for airbreathe in life and power

Then One again

Slip your mind

Once more

around time

Minute by minute

Hour by hour

day by day

The cycle eternal

One then none.

solid to liquid

Our baby

comes!


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15 October 2008

Now what do you say your number is?

Ive booked a room for you

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One

By fire or water by load

Prove your worth!

The poker, the pincer , this knife.

the wrack , the maidens mirth

Nothing you say can lessen my hate.

This poem you force me to write

you force me to grin in my sin

Your pleas degrade my soul!


Ive booked a room for you.

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Two

How dare you ask for porridge or bread

I know you guilty by birth

born free casually but sold to a villain to work

O Millions have died? Millions starve.

Disease it wastes away.

try my patience not! try my patience not!

what yield? what yield? I say

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Three

Pay tax pay tax forever a day

how else maintain my edge

I know well the power of life


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I - the pinnacle - dread

Sleep on fine cattle

That i may feed

your worth but my every need



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Four

Dont you know its true what he said.

the way-the truth and the life

You are your way your truth your life

come closer come closer.

take the apples of strife

Sod- I am your God.




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Five

My riches approach the infinite

My greed infinite beyond!


Ive booked a room for you.

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Mine

I seen youmineSince the firstIn my painI stretched your resourcesButt u held meclosest

Since the first.

040808


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Under the Mat

Fale to Fale

Father, Mother, children cryTasi, lua, tolu, fa ------lima

Grandmas tearsUnder the MatThe Old Man paces the Yard.

They sit at their postsThe kava bowl fullThe plates ashamed

A prayer for foodGod lift the famine.

The tide cries out to a desperate SeaAnd sighing of the NationPolicemen guard a hungry beat

-the herds of the Leader.There sits on a matDeath in her mouth

A child, a coin, a piece of bread.

Sly as a featherThe minister slips

Past the little, old and the brokenInto the Bank and up to the CounterLima miliona talaMea alofa

Then lunch with the BossA prayer is said,

Bless these Oxen.

Jesus weeps on Vailima HillIn his Hand


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The little, old and the brokenMea alofa

Fale to Fale

Father and mother, children cryTasi, lua, tolu, fa lima.

Grandmas tearsUnder the MatThe Old Man paces the Yard.

F.S.M. Taua 16 August 2008Sourplus

Yoke schatterer - heted sithen.

Blessed ninefold span.Tragic, talent anonymize.Sufficient tho grumbly.Able conflicterAnguish in spite

Foremost persuaderwither amnesia.Alone, a part, rumlyAefre byrthen sourplus.

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an allegal anthology: critical legal verse by a ballb(oi)

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