In the heart of the night, where whispers roam,
Justice stands as a solitary dome.
Silent echoes call from the depths of despair,
Seeking the truth in the still, cold air.

Through shadows thick and paths untold,
Justice walks with courage bold.
A candle in the murk, a beacon bright,
Guiding the lost in their quest for right.

The scales of fairness gently sway,
In the balance of night and dawning day.
With steady hands and eyes that see,
Justice unveils what is meant to be.

In the quiet corners of the soul,
Justice whispers, making whole.
An eternal quest, a timeless fight,
Embracing the dark to birth the light.