Monday, October 12, 2015

Long Arm of the Law

Criminals try to run to the distant places
Fugitives try to hide among multitudes
Law breakers try to change their looks
Thugs try to put trust in their knives
All to try to beat the long arm of the law

Their days are spent looking over their backs
Their years are restless running stomachs
Their times are marked by a war within
Their hearts are total strangers to peace
For the long arm of the law is inevitable

It reaches, it probes, it breaks their hearts
It waits and lurks patiently for decades
It pursues them like their own shadows
It confines them to the deathly dark corners
That is when the long arm of the law is long


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