The laws of corporate governments do not apply to me. They try to trick all humankind; So they can have their pockets lined; The circumstantial evidence is there for all to see. I am a Freeman on the land, combating the machine; I signed a piece of paper and I sent it to the Queen. It details what I understand; And all the rights that I demand Effectively, it wipes my slate of obligation clean. I am a Freeman on the land, I don’t give my consent; To statutes, acts or laws, or paying tax or fines or rent. The bastards use their legalese To try and trip me up with these, But I use special words to dodge, evade and circumvent. I am a Freeman on the land, my language is my craft; Though corporations stalk me, port and starboard, fore and aft; I say “Sovereign” and “Natural Law” And “Court De Jour” and “Man of Straw” And people know I’m free (that is, the ones who haven’t laughed). I am a Freeman on the land, my name is not my name: My legal person’s moniker and I are not the same. What’s on my birth certificate Is narrow and specific. It Does not apply to me, despite what courts and judges claim. I am a Freeman on the land, I want an easy ride; I wear my social irresponsibility with pride I won’t lie down and pay my dues But I will nonchalantly use The water, roads and hospitals that governments provide.
Posted on: Mon, 28 Oct 2013 16:50:35 +0000
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