They say the blindness of justice
Is designed to reflect her objectivity;
Now the sunshine of reality reveals
That she is also deaf and dumb.
Thus, has become her selectivity;-
Obliviously incapable of responding
To the squeezing atrocities heaped
Upon those who have been regulated
To the tiny shadowed caboose of the
Train along the winding railway of life.
Today—blind, deaf and dumb—justice
With prudent jurisprudent mechanics
Keenly avoided catastrophic de-railing
In unhitching its unbalancing caboose:-
Railed in her ghostly “Roundhouse” Yard;
Yet, let not the cargo of derailed cabooses
Be dismayed, for we are the living heirs of
The Porter of the Chief Engineer of this
Train on the roaring railway of life and our
Tickets are reserved on the coming train
Whose destination is peace, love, and liberty!
And I’m not just inking what I’ve heard, but
Echoing what I’m loudly hearing:- ALL ABOARD!