I’ve been beaten and battered
Dragged in the mud and thrown into the ash
Bought with money and pierced in the heart
Oh! What a shame on my conscience
There’s no truth of me any longer
Even in the court of justice
With their brown envelopes
While the innocent paupers cannot fine me with the truth
Judgement passed swiftly as lightening
When the rich are concerned
But isn’t it delayed as the coming of the Son of Man
When the poor are staked
Evil doers smirk out of the
Court room because I’ve been bought
I groan, moan and wail
For somebody to give a helping hand
Ah! Ah! Justice is no more
Written by Rotkhinen Rotdung Gobum
SS 1 Student
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