This is a Capital City,
The law emancipates from here,
To precipitate elsewhere,
The law makers converge here,
To diverge elsewhere.
This is a Capital City,
Conveyance is in circles and lines,
Even the tress have disciplined themselves
To stand-still in lines.
This is a Capital City,
Habitants are the law makers,
To make new laws,
They patronise law brokers.
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to make new laws, they patronize law-breakers, great write