As Malice rears her ugly head
it's clear that justice must be dead.
What once did seem a friendly place
reminds me of a botoxed face,
no voice, no sign of having heard
as if a solitary word
were treason against God's own rules.
Oh what a silly ship of fools.
Herbert Nehrlich
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-silence-most-foul/
