In the halls where justice whispers low,
Upon the scales that balance right and wrong,
A silent echo lingers, soft and slow,
Where truth and fairness build their lasting song.

The gavel strikes with solemn, steady hand,
A call for reason in the tempest’s might,
Yet shadows lurk where laws and hearts must stand,
In search of clarity, in quest for light.

Each page of law, a tale of ancient lore,
Writes history with ink of human plight,
Yet every word, a promise to restore,
The broken dreams that linger in the night.

O, justice blind, with wisdom as your guide,
In every verdict, may compassion stay,
For in your realm, where moral truths reside,
May peace and equity find their way.