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,
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!