[Intro]
[Verse 1]
In the halls where reason reigns, a mind ignites the flame,
Baron’s quill carved history, a nation’s righteous frame.
Threefold paths of power split—no crown could claim the throne,
Legislative, judicial, executive stand alone.
[Verse 2]
From ancient dust to liberty, his words became the seed,
A shield against the tyrant’s greed, a map for those who lead.
Checks and balances in play, no hand could seize the light,
He built the walls of freedom’s call to keep the future bright.
[Chorus]
Oh, Montesquieu, your vision grew—a world where justice breathes,
Through divided spheres, the truth appears, and chains of power sheathe.
From east to west, your creed’s confessed in every law we weave,
The Baron’s dream, a guiding beam, for all who dare believe.
[Bridge]
The ink still dries on parchment skies, his voice in every court,
A legacy no time unties, the creed of strong rapport.
Through storm or calm, his righteous psalm still guards the fragile gate,
For liberty’s eternity, his theory holds the weight.
[Outro]