In a world of law and order.
Where the blind lead the blind.
She is a bold contradiction.
With blind testimonies, and blind
testament she stood for true virtue
where the outcomes meet acclaim.
And that we see not in the eyes of the case but by
actions of words in the face.
And in that grace we see Justice's naive.
Nature's great ruler of right and wrong
the scales of decision.
She is the great decision.
That brings the case to a close.
With utmost gaze.
Wager the penance to
bestow Justice and her naives, in
her jurisdictions made.
That the rule of this
is that what the court allows,
is the different
scale.
Of the blind
seer.
She is justice blind.
Your story told in the
these halls.
Shall carry on,
in the book we record.
This account and
forever
Justice
on your side.
Nothing stays "cold".
I'll bring you to justice.
"I can't see what's in front of me." you cry.
Is the power of my revelation.
She sees where you fall blind.
Mere sight is fake in the truth of my eyes.
This is justice and her naives.
You swallow your lack of pride
and I wager the divides.
- Author: ReflectionShadow (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: February 11th, 2018 10:49
- Category: Nature
- Views: 8
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