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| 580. Justice I sit in judgment of my brethren My robes flow with velvet disdain The law is as I deem it readable To exact my decisions I do not refrain No constitution or laws do stop my edicts For I alone control the fate of souls Regardless of motions or writs I don’t listen Justice given as my own wind blows I laugh and snicker at the legal system No hope for those without money or gold Punishment is easy to give without repercussions Promising young lives never to grow old Though not evil I give no leeway My sole purpose in life to grant pain An appearance in my court reaps only sorrow Everything to lose and nothing to gain Justice is blind because I do its seeing An aged man who success has long faded away But no fool am I as I do know my power Set temptation aside and just walk away |
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