Library:Justice

This poem by Thorin Strongarm is part of the.

Fragment from a poem entitled "Justice"
(circa 500 Years before the Cataclysm)


 * Justice is a stern, cold thing Whose only voice is the gavel's ring. Justice can't see power, wealth or [?] Only the truth of the facts of a case. Justice has no ears to listen to mournful pleas. They are wasted on Justice, like wishes on a breeze. For Justice is as stark as the midday sun, which, like Justice, burns down on everyone.  Justice is not constrained by law, tradition or king's decree; It applies to Monarch, Merchant, Monk and Mendicant equally. Justice may not be swift, but it will never tire, For it burns forever like a heavenly fire.  Ignoring Justice is a risk great, As it might result with your head on a plate. So heed these words and be a man true, This way you will have no fear when Justice is looking at you.

Trivia

 * Justice was a winner of the Scholars of Novia's "Fragments from the Library of Deekka the Druidess" contest.