James Mclain Poet Rhyme

Justice Denied

Justice — is but a timid Guest —
It knocks — and finding Silence — rests —
The Gavel sleeps — the Jury — folds —
While Truth — in tattered Linen — holds —

Her Testament — too pure — to plead —
She whispers — where the Scales concede —
A Lark — condemned for Morning’s Song —
The Sentence — sweet — yet wholly Wrong —

Innocence — a ghost — too pale —
To rattle Chains — or post her Bail —
She walks — unmarked — by Court or Creed —
Her Trial — is the Dusk — indeed —
And Mercy — holds the missing Key —

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