ah, Lady Justice are you fair?
what is your blindfold’s real fare?
some innocents, in jail languish;
diffidents, in squalor anguish.
your scale does tip uncertain fate:
unbalanced dip must calibrate!
children hunger, women battered;
culprits linger, yet unfettered.
your gown and cord in mute accord:
say no word with your two-edged sword.
oh Lady where do you reside,
when vile offenders do preside?
- between
love and hate
is flame.
(c) Chito L. Aguilar
Friday, May 7, 2010
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