TH3GHOSTWAFFL3 489 Share Posted December 3, 2019 Dedicated to, and with the gracious patronage of, His Royal Majesty King Andrik III and the Kingdom of Hanseti-Ruska Justice The judge looms over the convicted, A wig of steel sat upon his solemn brow. He's ready to sentence, unrestricted. The criminal, she cowers in a bow. There's no jury, no risk of dissent. Defendants or subpoenas, a petition, The judge does not care, he does not relent. The judge demands complete submission. The small child, she cries, her eyes bleed tears. This is not a satisfactory defence. Her innocence and her eleven years Will not save her. Justice will now commence. The judge raises high his station's sign - The sword, where legitimacy arises. Between law and crime there's no real line; Death is a sentence that fits all sizes. Written by the royal poet Dietrich van Jungingen -Writer and Philosopher- Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
argonian 14254 Share Posted December 3, 2019 “Well judge is certainly a nice word to describe a soldier chopping off political prisoners’ heads. Does Rubern even have a judiciary?” a man would wonder Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Narthok 10416 Share Posted December 4, 2019 “It is very nice for the Haense poet to dedicate a poem to me” says Godric Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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