The Sadness Of Justice Poem by Bill Grace

I was prepared to give my life
To insure his regime would not grow stronger
A tyrant of the first magnitude
Who loved nothing that I love
It was sad to learn his death
Was an occasion for circus and baiting
The prisoner more powerful than those who killed him.
This scene so far from the vision of law
For which so many have hoped and sacrificed
and sometimes even prayed.
I fear.
I fear, when seeds of evil are sown.