Justice, that once moved in months, rare in years,
Took a short slumber if not sleep in snores,
Now goes for grey decades if not full scores
To gather enough steam to get in gears,
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Text, next! Justice and Rights to the People! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Yes, justice is no justice, so late when comes the breeze. Thank you dear poet.
Thanks dear poet, in long winding text and for generation next, justice is no justice.