Sherman
The Unwritten Law
You can write your laws on parchment, you can bind them with a seal
But they cannot govern the territory of the way the spirit feels.
They legislate the surface, but they cannot rule the core
The deep, ancient agreement that we all exist for more.
The sovereign right to breath, to sustenance, to heal
A humanist charter that the spirit refuses to repeal.
THE ONLY LAW THAT MATTERS IS THE ONE YOU WRITE ON YOUR OWN SOUL
THE DEEPEST, TRUEST INSTINCT THAT MAKES THE BROKEN WHOLE.
WE DEMAND THE MEANS, WE DEMAND THE END OF THE DEBT
THE UNWRITTEN LAW OF DIGNITY WILL RISE AGAIN.
They claim morality is fixed, defined by ancient, tribal fear
A brittle, broken compass that points nowhere useful from here.
But truth is kinetic, justice is a continuous, hard-won fight
And the sacred ground of freedom is forged in the brutal night
Of hard-won battles. The only authority I seek
Is the resonant frequency that travels when the vulnerable speak.
THE ONLY LAW THAT MATTERS IS THE ONE YOU WRITE ON YOUR OWN SOUL
THE DEEPEST, TRUEST INSTINCT THAT MAKES THE BROKEN WHOLE.
WE DEMAND THE MEANS, WE DEMAND THE END OF THE DEBT
THE UNWRITTEN LAW OF DIGNITY WILL RISE AGAIN.
