Life-threatening ideas, sitting on easels, pointing out
errors in lives of people.
Self-appointed gods, pulling strings, threatening public
rights.
Deciding to serve with ever-increasing force, ordinance
violations are thought up and enforced.
Making it legal for themselves, Phoenix officials are
stealing from us.
Taking away our personal property because they want what
we have in our back yards.
Old classic automobiles, trailers, future money we have
stored on private property.
How could the city have gotten so powerful, putting people
in jail if their yards aren't up to par?
It's time to put a stop to this infringement on our
constitutional rights.
Just today, an overheard conversation, between two city
inspectors - one with a friend who will look up private
records on a person just to serve a violation notice to an
unsuspecting person for the other.
Offering to ask a friend anytime to check on private
individuals so they can take their property and put them
in the street or in jail if their weeds are six inches tall!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem