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WHEN JUSTICE SLEEPS

The chamber thundered — words like flame, Not for glory, not for name. But for a question, old and stark: Who guards the law when halls grow dark? Three million pages, sealed and torn, Whispers of the wounded, worn. Ink runs black where truth should stand — A trembling scale in Justice’s hand. Proud are we of flag and might, Of rockets’ roar and stadium light — Yet prouder still a nation grows. Where equal law on all bestows. For power dances, drinks its fill, While broken voices echo still. The loud parade, the distant cheer — But justice asks: who’s listening here? Not every shadow proves a crime, Not every rumor conquers time. But where there’s smoke that clouds the air, The people have the right to stare. Proud are we of flag and might, Of rockets’ roar and stadium light — Yet prouder still a nation grows. Where equal law on all bestows. So let the records see the sun, Let patient, lawful work be done. For good is quiet, steady, slow — But stronger than the loudest show. And nations falter, history shows, Not when the wild accuser grows — But when the scales are left to rust, And citizens no longer trust. Proud are we of flag and might, Of rockets’ roar and stadium light — Yet prouder still a nation grows Where equal law on all bestows. So build again what must endure: A justice system clean and sure. For home is strongest, most upright, When law walks fully in the light. When law walks fully in the light. When law walks fully in the light.