THE TEARS OF JUSTICE

Justice is blind,

He knows no one,

In his temple, he stays calm

Listening to their grievances.

He listens to her inner mind,

As the ministers of the temple-

Jostle with laws in their favour,

As they seek the support of justice.

Justice is blind,

Yet so quick with his hand

Whenever he is ready for justice;

Whenever he is convinced to judge

But Justice is blind,

So corrupt are his ministers

They curtail this arm of justice

With various excuses of rules

Then justice is delayed,

Then justice is denied,

Making justice, so incompetent

In the eye of the common man

Even the common man knows not

That whenever justice is denied,

In his shrine she cried bitterly

Though she cannot see

Tears drop profusely from her eyes.