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Lady Justice is Blind

Lady Justice is blind?
No...
She's blindfolded with banknotes,deafened with
the sound of cash registers and gagged with
Hate...
Only blind to certain spills and chills but turning
a blind eye to the suffering of the masses...
A single bad apple cannot desecrate an entire
tree...
It cannot deprive the farmer of sweet memories
under its shade through the harsh times of
extreme heat in hopeless reality
Or protection from the wolves that invaded and
sought to devour him and all his heirs...
It cannot deprive the tongue of the sweet taste
of the tree's best fruit,consumed over the
centuries,nurturing the soul...
Yet the wolf has gained mass influence over the
confused sheep...
She no longer dresses in sheep skin to try and
fool them but uses one amongst the sheep to
lead them into marching against and driving out
the farmer...their shepherd...
She seeks to feast on the live stock without
disruption...
Her eyes filled with hatred and thirst...
Thirst for their blood...
Maybe the farm never belonged to the farmer...
Maybe the wolves let him fill the farm with life
to feed on in future...
Maybe they have been watching under the cover
of the shadows the whole time,waiting for the
perfect moment to strike...
So I ask again...
Is Lady Justice blind?...
Whatever the answer may be...
I suggest you open your own eyes...


© Siyabonga Dlamini

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Matriculant 2016
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