What is justice
If not a sip in chalice
If not a cloud above clouds,
Above where reaches the winds.
What is justice
Or that big mass of ice
That floats around the Bermuda
Even when the sky darkens in winter
What is justice
It's an attempt to undo malice
Or a polished pin dropped in the Atlantic
Where the aquatic keeps their taboos and organic
What is justice
I will ask before sunrise
Could it be that big sea sealed in Mars?
If not, my gods will seeks thy audience Lords
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