Justice
What is justice?
Does it mean to kill?
To act with a vengance
And maim at will?
Does it mean to repress
Take time to ponder
Like a wise old man
Who will always wander
We should just worship
That throne of justice
For under his mind
We are a mere apprentice
But not even that
Yes, sadly so
Mankind has too much bloodlust
To ever truly know
The honest godly meaning
That evokes so much respect
Justice's patience and wisdom
That our very nature rejects.
By: Liz Prosser
Does it mean to kill?
To act with a vengance
And maim at will?
Does it mean to repress
Take time to ponder
Like a wise old man
Who will always wander
We should just worship
That throne of justice
For under his mind
We are a mere apprentice
But not even that
Yes, sadly so
Mankind has too much bloodlust
To ever truly know
The honest godly meaning
That evokes so much respect
Justice's patience and wisdom
That our very nature rejects.
By: Liz Prosser
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