Justice Burns Poem by Jaden Oliver

I rise to watch man at his life,
It sickens me to see such petty strife!
'Why watch if you hate it so? ' they say,
Because it is rare to see one soul actually pray!
I stand at the gate to heaven and hell,
I have seen some wrongs that I dare never tell!
I hold Maellartach, the sword of righted wrongs,
I cleansed Isaiah the prophet with a coal and tongs!
'Who am I' they ask and yet they know my name,
Yet they go out and sin some more all the same!
I burn with fury, and await God's solstice,
My name is great, My name is Justice! !