Courthouse Square, by Ryan Parr
The clouds all seemed to converge on Justice
Personified as a statue on the courthouse square.
Man, you should have been there.
Justice, for a second, seemed to peel back the blind
And gave us a cold-as-steel wink,
Her eyes were a knock-out, but warmer than you’d think.
See, Justice had a black eye from the bruises she’d endured
And the second that I felt her pain was one second she was cured.
And I took on her black eye and walked around like her dearest pet
I was worse for the wear, but better than you’d bet.
And the clouds broke around Justice and left the city wet.
Justice folded back her blind and wept.
She handed me her sword and said
“Keep up this balancing act,
Until you can give me
what I’ve given you
back.”
Artwork by Stephen R Spencer II