Mr. Justice stands in the public square, in the form of a mighty guillotine with outstretched arms, watching how energetically people chant for others’ head to be lumped off, and how silent they grow when they’re being marched to Justice.
“Why do you present a formidable defense, and moving pleas for yourselves, but turn a blind eye to others’s weaknesses and flaws?” Justice cries out.
No one answers.
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