Mighty be thy sword of justice
Strike swift with aim
Let not tendons lie
But sever in it's entirety
Tis naught to dangle
By a thread
That which serves no purpose
Save for destruction
Callous this may be
Look at thy hands
Be they calloused?
Look at thy heart
Has it been hardened?
Not solidified entirely
As thou dost see strife
And relate well
Will thou see justice?
Alas, this question remains
In the sword bearer's hand - 6/11/06
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