Court

Proverbs 29:9 

If a wise person goes to court with a foolish person,
there is no peace whether he is angry or laughs.

 

Court

 

Oh liberty! Look at you with a loose around your neck.

Shackles on my feet and you want me to keep singing.

Every day and night you simply stack the deck

against the ones, who earnestly to life are clinging.

 

You make me a slave to your interpretations.

You lock me up ... and throw away the key.

You call from afar to enjoy the celebration

as I drink from your empty cup that you beguiled to me.

 

Only time will tell ... the rights you gave to others.

The cream of the crud rules with powers of darkness.

Yes you did your thing ... why should we even bother

since you planned it all ... against temporary heartless.

 

Lawyers by the drove ... embracing one another

the self-appointed cream floating with the scum.

Interesting lives ... preying on the grief of others

feeding their deepest needs on the carcasses of the dumb.

 

Jan Wienen

 

This poem is about: 
My country
Our world

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