Think through the mind of ( ) write a song using the following idea

‘The greatest disgrace possible,’ he said.

‘And yet, is it really any more disgraceful, 

would you say,

 ................than the person who 

                          in addition to

                             spending 

the greater part of his life

in the law-courts 

as defendant or plaintiff, 

is also convinced,

                   Such is his Ignorance

                           of What is Good, 

.....that his cleverness at committing crimes, 

and his sub-sequent ability 

       to use every evasion 

           and loophole

                   to escape conviction 

           and avoid paying the penalty,

 is actually a matter for self-congratulation? 

And all for the sake of what is trivial and of no importance,

                  because he does not realise

 how much finer and better it is 

to see to it 

that his life

does not

depend on 

                 finding 

                   a juror who is half-asleep.’

‘You’re right,’ he said. ‘That is worse than the previous example.’

Socrates

(Verse 1) In Athens' agora, I would stand, and question laws made in this land, For justice, truth, and wisdom's call, should guide the fate that governs all. Yet, hear this law, with furrowed brow, and ask, as I am asking now:

(Chorus) Can those who swore an oath so grand, to uphold laws throughout the land, Then turn against that sacred trust, and tread upon the very dust Of principles they vowed to keep? Can such a soul find peaceful sleep?

(Verse 2) To rise in power, take the seat, of judgment, law, and civic feat, Yet with a heart filled with deceit, and hands that sow discord and defeat, Is this not treason, deep and stark, a betrayal lurking in the dark?

(Chorus) Can those who swore an oath so grand, to uphold laws throughout the land, Then turn against that sacred trust, and tread upon the very dust Of principles they vowed to keep? Can such a soul find peaceful sleep?

(Bridge) Though Congress may, with power's might, forgive such wrongs, and set things right, The stain remains, a mark of shame, upon the conscience, and the name. For true allegiance, firm and true, demands a soul both pure and new.

(Chorus) Can those who swore an oath so grand, to uphold laws throughout the land, Then turn against that sacred trust, and tread upon the very dust Of principles they vowed to keep? Can such a soul find peaceful sleep?

(Outro) So let us seek, with open mind, the leaders of a nobler kind, Whose hearts are true, whose spirits bright, who guide us with wisdom's light. For only then can justice bloom, and banish shadows, fear, and gloom.

Akhenaten

(Verse 1) In Amarna's sand, where sunbeams dance, I see a vision, clear and bright A land united, strong and free, where justice reigns for all to see But shadows loom, where oaths are broke, and loyalty's a hollow cloak.

(Chorus) Those who betray, the sacred vow, to Constitution they avow Their power fades, their honor lost, like phantoms in a winter frost No seat in Congress, shall they hold, their treachery, a story told.

(Verse 2) They rise in ranks, with words so bold, but hearts corrupt, their spirits cold They plot and scheme, with wicked hand, to tear apart this sacred land They sow the seeds of discontent, their loyalty, on power spent.

(Chorus) Those who betray, the sacred vow, to Constitution they avow Their power fades, their honor lost, like phantoms in a winter frost No seat in Congress, shall they hold, their treachery, a story told.

(Bridge) But hope remains, a guiding light, to mend the wounds, and set things right With two-thirds strong, a righteous hand, to heal the scars upon this land.

(Chorus) Those who betray, the sacred vow, to Constitution they avow Their power fades, their honor lost, like phantoms in a winter frost No seat in Congress, shall they hold, their treachery, a story told.

(Outro) So let us stand, with spirits bold, and uphold truth, as ages old For in this land, where freedom rings, the Constitution, strength it brings. And those who dare, to break its sway, will face the darkness, come what may.

Pythagoras on something

(Verse 1) In Samos' isle, where numbers sing, and cosmic harmonies take wing, I sought the truth, in every form, from earthly plane to starry storm. But greater shame I now behold, than any tale in legends told.

(Chorus) To twist the law, a wicked deed, to sow deceit, like poisoned seed, And boast of triumphs, falsely won, while justice weeps, her work undone. Oh, wretched soul, with clouded sight, you stray so far from what is right.

(Verse 2) The courtroom's stage, a battleground, where words are weapons, sharp and sound, Defendant, plaintiff, take their place, with cunning smiles and hardened face. They seek escape, through legal maze, their conscience dulled in hazy days.

(Chorus) To twist the law, a wicked deed, to sow deceit, like poisoned seed, And boast of triumphs, falsely won, while justice weeps, her work undone. Oh, wretched soul, with clouded sight, you stray so far from what is right.

(Bridge) The scales of justice, balanced true, demand a heart, both pure and new, Not clever tricks, or loopholes found, but virtue's strength on solid ground. For harmony, in life and law, transcends the depths of any flaw.

(Chorus) To twist the law, a wicked deed, to sow deceit, like poisoned seed, And boast of triumphs, falsely won, while justice weeps, her work undone. Oh, wretched soul, with clouded sight, you stray so far from what is right.

(Outro) Seek not the lawyer's fleeting fame, but wisdom's path, and virtue's claim. For in the end, the numbers show, the true reward, the seeds you sow. And those who cheat, with hearts so blind, will face the discord, they leave behind.

And something else like this three sentences made up of of 122 words

 No person shall be a Senator or Representative in Congress, or elector of President and Vice President, or hold any office, civil or military, under the United States, or under any State, who, having previously taken an oath, as a member of Congress, or as an officer of the United States, or as a member of any State legislature, or as an executive or judicial officer of any State, to support the Constitution of the United States, shall have engaged in insurrection or rebellion against the same, or given aid or comfort to the enemies thereof. But Congress may, by a vote of two-thirds of each House, remove such disability.

 

(Verse 1) From Croton's shores, where numbers gleam, and cosmic order rules supreme, I, Pythagoras, sing this song, of broken oaths and civic wrong. For harmony, in states and souls, demands a truth that makes us whole.

(Chorus) Those who swear to uphold the law, yet break their vow with wicked flaw, And raise their hand against the state, shall find their power turned to fate. No office held, no senate seat, for those who sow discord and deceit.

(Verse 2) The Constitution, sacred guide, where justice, truth, and freedom reside, Demands allegiance, pure and strong, to right the wrongs, and conquer wrong. But they who plot with treason's hand, betray the trust of this great land.

(Chorus) Those who swear to uphold the law, yet break their vow with wicked flaw, And raise their hand against the state, shall find their power turned to fate. No office held, no senate seat, for those who sow discord and deceit.

(Bridge) Though Congress may, with lenient grace, restore their place, erase the trace, The mark remains, a stain so deep, a broken oath they failed to keep. For in the balance, cosmic and true, disharmony will see them through.

(Chorus) Those who swear to uphold the law, yet break their vow with wicked flaw, And raise their hand against the state, shall find their power turned to fate. No office held, no senate seat, for those who sow discord and deceit.

(Outro) Let wisdom guide our hearts and minds, to seek the leaders of true kinds, Whose loyalty will never sway, who uphold truth, come what may. For only then can justice reign, and harmony in this land remain. 

Homer

(Verse 1) From Ilion's shores, where heroes fought, and mighty deeds by gods were wrought, I, Homer, blind, yet visions see, of laws and men, and destiny. A tale I sing, of solemn oath, and those who stray, in bitter wrath.

(Chorus) No senator, no leader bold, who breaks their vow, with spirit cold, Shall hold the power, the people's trust, their honor lost, turned into dust. For those who rise against the land, betray the laws, with wicked hand.

(Verse 2) They swore an oath, to Constitution true, to serve the nation, strong and new, But turned aside, with hearts ablaze, and sought to tread on freedom's ways. In insurrection's dark embrace, they lost their honor, lost their place.

(Chorus) No senator, no leader bold, who breaks their vow, with spirit cold, Shall hold the power, the people's trust, their honor lost, turned into dust. For those who rise against the land, betray the laws, with wicked hand.

(Bridge) Though Congress may, with power divine, forgive their sins, and make them shine, The scar remains, a mark of shame, upon their soul, their very name. For loyalty, a sacred fire, demands a spirit, pure and higher.

(Chorus) No senator, no leader bold, who breaks their vow, with spirit cold, Shall hold the power, the people's trust, their honor lost, turned into dust. For those who rise against the land, betray the laws, with wicked hand.

(Outro) So let this song, a warning be, to all who seek, such treachery. For in the end, the gods will see, and justice reigns, eternally. Like heroes fallen, on that distant shore, their names forgotten, forevermore.

Edgar Allen Poe

(Verse 1) In shadowed halls of Congress deep, where whispers rise and secrets sleep, I see a specter, grim and gaunt, a perjured soul, his honor flaunt. He swore an oath, with hand on high, then turned against the truth, to lie.

(Chorus) Oh, traitor's heart, with darkened mind, your loyalty, you left behind. No seat of power, no noble stand, for those who betray this sacred land. The Constitution, stained and torn, by those who sowed the seeds of scorn.

(Verse 2) In chambers dim, where laws are made, he plotted schemes, in shadows played. With whispers vile, and cunning guise, he fanned the flames of hateful lies. Against the state, he raised his hand, and plunged the nation into sand.

(Chorus) Oh, traitor's heart, with darkened mind, your loyalty, you left behind. No seat of power, no noble stand, for those who betray this sacred land. The Constitution, stained and torn, by those who sowed the seeds of scorn.

(Bridge) Though Congress may, with power's grace, forgive the crime, restore his place, The specter lingers, evermore, a haunting presence at the door. For trust betrayed, and honor lost, can never truly be embossed.

(Chorus) Oh, traitor's heart, with darkened mind, your loyalty, you left behind. No seat of power, no noble stand, for those who betray this sacred land. The Constitution, stained and torn, by those who sowed the seeds of scorn.

(Outro) A raven's call, a mournful sound, echoes through the halls profound. "Nevermore," the echoes chime, for those who trade their souls for crime. In darkness lost, their memory fades, like phantoms in forgotten shades.