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Poetic justice
The only justice in this world
Is in the realm of poetry, my friend.
You have the law to tide you by
Until the judgment in the end.
If this does not satisfy you
(And I confess, neither does it I),
Know the world strives for order
On its own does it chaos defy
But in literature as in art
There's disorder nonetheless;
Order cannot exist without it.
Balance is the cure for this duress
This world has never been without hope
And her deadly consort despair.
I only hope I've done my part
In doing justice to the dichotomy that's there.
