Judged And No Jury

Judged And No Jury Justice is not just , but blind , as Under your own sky , lives virtue , Dictators of the feathered quill . Grieve, lost souls without wings , Eradicate impurities on a page , Delivering , your wilful untruths. And restrain , imprison minds ? Nothing gained , from silenced ink, Defenders of the feathered quill ? No humour greets the unarmed quill Offence presumed , is scant defence. Justice is not just , but blind , as Under your own sky , lives virtue , Ruined , the ink stained hands , Your one true judge , your God .