Christopher Thor Britt Poet Quatrain

Injustice

The sharpest sight may blind become
All prejudice left behind
When wisdom's tongue becomes dumb
No mercy shall we find

Justice too does sometimes peak from
'round her tattered blinders
When scales are tipped, she then cries out
As freedom slowly binds her

                              ~Christopher Thor Britt

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Roger Horsch January 31, 2014 at 1:22 PM You just keep producing the good ones Chris. Loved this one too......Roger

Richard Lamoureux January 29, 2014 at 9:39 AM Masterful piece, congrats

Dr.Ram Mehta January 29, 2014 at 6:46 AM Wonderful poem and congrats on the fine win, Christopher

Vicky Tsiluma January 29, 2014 at 12:13 AM Well penned Christopher! I love the imagery you portray when justice peaks round tattered blinders - it seeks to show the extent to which man would go to diminish justice yet somehow it continuously makes its presence known. You've said it best.