The Judicial Officer
Earth established in the way’s logical endless life,
governments entrench, trenches in the essence,
for the chiefs we do not see!
Creatures who brush off this evil, success it blinds.
Do not judge anybody, archon contracts already signed.
Unfortunately, the details never printed in braille.
The crashers enter through forex,
Rallying aspirers, to slash and divide.
So demons in existence, shapeshift, lurk, and hide.
Judging, the product of society, today’s sought-after entertainment.
Feel the misery, as the soul quivers insane.
Relief through the judge, to spread your pain.
This is not the way!
Sure hope the sun exuberates, to dry the judgment rein.
By Ellis Robinson
Work of Unchained Wisdom ©