The scales of the judiciary are straining,
Sob stories and crocodile tears can tip them,
Lenient justice.
A nameless man kills many innocents,
But he has a wife and children,
Lenient justice.
An addict slits a barflys throat,
But she has a diseased mind,
Lenient justice.
A young bandit beats and robs an old crone,
But he has no home,
Lenient justice.
A cackling clown takes children away in his van,
But he is from a far away place,
Lenient justice.
A husband beats his wife to the edge of dying,
But he has friends in high places,
Lenient justice.
Lenient justice is the order of the day,
Criminals drink to their crimes,
While victims lament in their anguish,
The scales have tipped.
WorldofHarley 
Reblogged this on WorldofHarley and commented:
Justice
Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
SAD…BUT PFTEN TRUE, THESE DAYS! GOOD POEM!
Thank you kindly Sir!
The Oldschool Harlequin
You are most welcome in return!