Justice:
A Dying Human Attribute and Character.
Before your throne-
sons of man concourse
to seek redress and healing,
to complain, and
to exact reparation.
Daily, your temple is
inundated with pains and
complaints of every living
soul
that gather to seek
remediation
for a wrong or a loss.
In you humanity believes
to
set straight something
crooked,
in you mankind trusts
to correct something
defective and deficient;
in you mankind relies upon
to avenge the wrong.
Deliberate or willful,
justice is delayed,
in a seeming reality,
justice is denied.
For people of noble birth-
powerful, rich, and wealthy,
with ease they obtain
justice,
for the humble and
people of little means,
every time they are told
to
wait upon the Lord.
Justice! Justice! Justice!
Where are your denotative
more so, visible magnetic
strings
that draw homo sapiens to
you?
Where is the blindfold woman-
symbol of impartiality?
Where are the pair of
scale and
sword,
symbols of equity,
fairness, and punishment?
Lustitia-where are you?
Themes-it appears-thou is
sleeping;
Dike-are you on a journey?
Justice-when you travel on
highway-the road becomes
safe for passers-by,
justice, when you serve
as sentry-equity and
fairness reign
in the courtyard.
Justice-when thou sits on
judgment throne-
every one-free and slaves
become exulted.
When justice complements-
power-sun of righteousness
shines upon all;
when justice supports
wisdom,
peace and tranquility
reign supreme.
Justice-where thou be-
still sleeping? Wake up;
on a journey!
Please, return home.
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