Juris without Prudence - Process Your Anger about the Human Condition

Juris without Prudence

His forebears fought
Mill owners for
Some modest bit of
Dignity at work.

Not so many years later,
He ascends to the
Pinnacle of his profession,
The highest seat of power.

He takes the hard-fought
Lessons of the past and
Ruthlessly maims them,
Juris without prudence.

A snide retort and sneer
All that remain of
A legacy of struggle
For fairness.


 
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Poetry by Guy Farmer