the mother who killed her boy in 2013
the uncle who wounded a nephew on his head in 2015
have reasons to be happy.
there are no more witnesses.
the prosecutor is a lazy bone focused more on his new projects
a new house, another car, a summer vacation in the Maldives.
the public defender is happier with nothing in mind but to ease his
case folder.
the old judge thinks of his retirement package. A home far from the noise of the city. A reunion with his grandchildren and successful children.
two cases are dismissed. One soul is still searching for a goddess and her name is justice.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem