She tips
Old lady justice
A right arm of lead
A left of left behind
The odds are
The top brass
Make that
The inbalance
But it’s us brass necked
I bet
Who’ll level it up
Grab your gamblers’ pen
With tips of steel
With ink of blood
Write words
Emboldened
Underlined
Draw a ladder on the wall
Detail the supposed
Bottom rung
For without it
There’ll be no
Justice
At all
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