Pontius-Pilating

he'd rather err freeing the guilty than punishing the innocent, but tonight he's truly convinced to death the man must be sent; so tomorrow, with a stroke of his pen, someone will live or die, depending on how judicious he can sift the truth from the lie and the letter of the law that kills from its spirit that gives life, neither deaf nor blind, Justice heals or kills those in strife; there'll be no blood in his hands, no need for pontius-pilating, steering the wheel of retribution away from shrewd manipulating; now he has made up his mind, made his warm feather bed, he'll snore away the long night with Lady Justice in his head !