In halls of marble, under scales so grand,
The echoes of justice firmly stand.
Through whispers of laws, both old and new,
The path of truth they seek to pursue.

With quills of wisdom, decrees are penned,
Binding hearts and minds, they do intend.
The balance sways, yet holds so tight,
In the solemn court’s ethereal light.

Guardians of order, in robes of black,
They tread the line, never looking back.
Through trials and pleas, they carve the way,
For peace and fairness, come what may.

And as the gavel falls with might,
Justice reigns, a beacon bright.
The law, a dance of right and wrong,
Forever etched in timeless song.