The Scales

Who wronged whom? 
Each man has his own opinion, 
His own speculation,
His own judgement to pass. 

But when all reason has been reasoned out,
And all logical avenues scaled with a fine tooth comb,
When the cause has been turned in, then out,
Several times over…
You still have the victim – battered, bruised, her world shattered
You have the perpetrator –wearing arrogance like a crown of glory…

The scale does not balance - the system does not speak for the innocent.

In a world of hopelessness, the victim remains silent – 
Silenced by a system that does not speak up for the guiltless.

This world craves blood and gory,
In their unrighteousness they gloat.
They forget, that the One above
Is still righteous. 
And He is...

Neither deaf nor blind.