I argued with my dad for anarchy.
I told him total freedom is my cause
and said if we were all we’re meant to be,
we wouldn’t need to fashion any laws.
But he asserted lawmaking’s a proof
that we are wise enough to know our need;
we make of rules a basement and a roof
that let our species prosper and proceed.

He’d have the laws denote a miracle
of self-evaluation and control,
but is that cup half-empty or half-full?
I don’t see signs in laws of wisdom’s role.
What’s good enough may not be for our kind:
we’d better question what we have designed.