SEVENTY TIMES SEVENTY
When justice is forced to sit
In open stalls of the markets,
Forced to be haggled upon... Fill in the blanks and you'll see us
In a free for all, a bedlam
Where the weak and the young,
The old, poor and helpless,
Become footstools
For the strong and the rich! Oh, this canon so etched,
Beautifully
