[em] The Scales of Justice

 

Blindfolded Lady, hand held high,

A balance held 'tween earth and sky.

One scale for power, wealth, and pride,

The other, for the cast aside.

 

The gleaming sword, a promise keen,

To right the wrongs, the unseen scene.

A voice unheard, a teardrop's stain,

Justice seeks balance, though scales may strain.

 

Yet whispers rise, of bias spun,

Where justice falters, battles won

By fortune's smile, or cunning schemes,

Leaving the truth but broken dreams.

But still she stands, a beacon bright, A constant fight for what is right. For in each heart, a flicker burns, For justice true, the world returns.