A man lies seated with tears brimming his eyes,
Hands and feet tied behind him,
Mouth, taped over;
He is being forced to watch,
Yet do or say nothing,
Before him, lady justice is being molested,
Look closely:
In his tears,
You can see the death of liberty,
That fan the embers of anarchy.
The law is a double-edged sword that swings both ways;
Use it wisely, & you’ll be glad of it someday
‘Rush in haste, & repent at leisure’, they oft-say (and, in this context, it’s true!)
For the law is a man-made *process*, administered by fallible men (like you and me),
Not to be mistaken for deliverance from all the vicissitudes of life (in Shakespeare’s words)-,
By something akin to divinity!