Modern Justice

A jury sat around a tree to judge a man for treason. The foreman said 'how can it be this fellow had no reason. A patriot who, for his land stood deep in Flanders' trenches, today is forced to take a stand and face Justitia's benches. Then tea was served and little snacks, one of the jurors fainted, she found it hard to just relax when evidence was tainted. They shot the fellow near the tree, 'twas sanctioned by the nation. They had no proof that one could see, did no investigation. It often happens in this world where imbeciles now rule, and when their ugly lies are hurled it's you who plays the fool. They put you down, just like a dog and laugh when you expire. Then toast each other with their grog, it's JUSTICE they admire. The little word INTEGRITY has fallen out of favour. The tea served underneath the tree does have a modern flavour.