I wrote this for a friend who was to become a lawyer
"Justice does not come from the outside. It comes from inner peace"- Barbara Hall
"It is the spirit and not the form of law that keeps justice alive"- Earl Warren
"Those who can make you believe absurdities can make you commit atrocities."- Voltaire
"Justice consists not in being neutral between right and wrong, but in finding out the right and upholding it, wherever found, against the wrong"- Theodore Roosevelt
As you sit in your sky-rise,
Make sure you look out the window sometimes
And see the trees squashed into the soil,
Sandwiched between kerbs.
The disadvantaged have no means with which to fight.
That is why we must help
If we understand the workings of the law
Constituting the 'truth'.
If we stray from desirables,
We will fall in the hole in the grass,
With the keyboard falling on the knee,
Waist-deep in the laughter of it.
Comments about dwarves
Tough guy image out the window
The never-ending send-up
Testing the strength of the ribs
Many moments to relay
But little patience to do it
Fuses blowing left, right and centre,
Leaving us to make our own way in the dark.
If it's not right, don't take the case
Or the cake, as the icing will melt.
Lick up the crumbs with a dust buster,
Blow the torch into the sky.
Fly like an eagle above a mountain.
Poetry by Caila Ihle
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Written on 2007-01-20 at 09:47
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"Justice does not come from the outside. It comes from inner peace"- Barbara Hall
"It is the spirit and not the form of law that keeps justice alive"- Earl Warren
"Those who can make you believe absurdities can make you commit atrocities."- Voltaire
"Justice consists not in being neutral between right and wrong, but in finding out the right and upholding it, wherever found, against the wrong"- Theodore Roosevelt
As you sit in your sky-rise,
Make sure you look out the window sometimes
And see the trees squashed into the soil,
Sandwiched between kerbs.
The disadvantaged have no means with which to fight.
That is why we must help
If we understand the workings of the law
Constituting the 'truth'.
If we stray from desirables,
We will fall in the hole in the grass,
With the keyboard falling on the knee,
Waist-deep in the laughter of it.
Comments about dwarves
Tough guy image out the window
The never-ending send-up
Testing the strength of the ribs
Many moments to relay
But little patience to do it
Fuses blowing left, right and centre,
Leaving us to make our own way in the dark.
If it's not right, don't take the case
Or the cake, as the icing will melt.
Lick up the crumbs with a dust buster,
Blow the torch into the sky.
Fly like an eagle above a mountain.
Poetry by Caila Ihle
Read 1198 times
Written on 2007-01-20 at 09:47
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