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By Jack Joseph Smith

Barnyard Law I watch your clerk eyelids glimpse control You are weak like a toed before fast water Hatred spills milk explaining the damage you do Polemically given your hearing officer seat, assures that you will not think Having no leadership, you came as a wart to the Judge's bench Yes, you are skum across alley's, of the few however, who live off passed on knowledge You are the devotee to yourself; while noble tongues directed at your facelessness, languish in your dirty stay's, as your strategies peck at the desk's of power And I have seen rodent bodies with wonderful paws, sing high across the wires of communication But you are a leach that brightness knows, is tied to afternoon lies and turning nights You are the hell that awakes within things civilized Still you believe; giving grace a shadow of your immagination, that you are the aftermath of survival, the placement between, what has always been called doom:

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The poem attacks a petty authority figure as parasitic, cowardly, and hostile to thought, turning legal and civic power into barnyard filth.

Images of milk, skum, wart, rodent, leach, and pecking make the target seem less like a dignified official than a small creature thriving on rot and borrowed power. The attack is not only personal; it is institutional, aimed at a hearing officer or bench figure whose position lets him block thought and reduce justice to desk-bound strategy. Calling that figure "the hell that awakes within things civilized" gives the insult its real scale, because corruption here lives inside the very structures that claim order.

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'Barnyard Law' is an attack on a petty official in a 'hearing officer seat', called 'weak like a toed before fast water', 'a wart to the Judge's bench', 'skum across alley's' and 'a leach that brightness knows', who still believes he is 'the aftermath of survival'.

The title frames bureaucratic power as animal pecking order, and the insults draw on barnyard and vermin imagery, while 'rodent bodies with wonderful paws' that 'sing high across the wires' are ironically granted more grace than the official. The anger is sustained and personal, ending on the word 'doom:' as if the verdict is still being delivered.