Respect the court
Driving at the edge,
Canada, the USA,
Saw Natives,
Snow, ice, and deer,
Flew birds, blizzards.
Asked about the border,
"Do you mean barrier? "
One of them asked,
Questioned…
So, we sat as friends,
Opened hearts and conversed,
About today, old ages…
The Brits and Yankees,
Relations and fighting,
Agree to disagree…
Then agree to agree,
On a line dividing!
Raised his hand a Native:
"Over there, do you see? "
He said and looked at me:
"Lives a big part of me…"
Then, he said, explained:
"Divisions? On what base? "
Did they have permission?
Then, he left the rest to me…
"They tell me to obey the law,
To respect the courts, judge,
Tell me why, why should I? "
Said native and others,
To confirm, said "Hooray, "
I wonder: "Whose laws are! "
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