Treasure Island

shimon weinroth


Many Voices


romantics sing of justice
cynic cry it's only a tool
for rulers and designers

the tree of justice has many branches
grows and bloooms if watered by tolerance
in days of social drought is stunted
withers falling into decay

the lady in marble dressed in a toga
holding the scales of justice
is a harlot in disquise
prostrating herself
before each new ruler

Submitted: Tuesday, May 08, 2007
Edited: Wednesday, February 23, 2011
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