Fundamental Justice
The lawyer-witches
watch over the villages.
Each an agent
delegated by a different god.
(One boy threatens another
boasting that his father
would beat the other's up)
On behalf of their clients,
the witches dance about the courthouse,
legal argument
for the distant and silent heaven-dwellers
who stand by to witness.
Such is justice
in noisy paradise,
always dangerous
from bugs, tigers
and war.
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