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