The scales of justice don’t balance as they should
They are rusty and tarnished not sparkling as they could.
Justice squeaks and creaks it hinges on strife;
The process is greedy eating years from a life.
For the children and poor hardly any legal aid anymore.
The rich and wealthy have little problem at all.
Barristers and lawyers shake their heads in dismay
Politicians and ministers from the. truth turn away.
The scales should balance with sweet compassion.
Wipe away the mud of disgraceful violation
Melt the ice of official indifference;
And re-think The Crown Prosecution Service.
Justice for the young should begins before birth,
This idea to leaders is often met with mirth.
Clean up greed and. corruption so truth can shine through;
Then Themis and Dike her daughter, will return and smile too.