ODE TO A FAMILY COURT JUDGE

Clothed in the trappings of power bestowed by the state
her forever rulings pronounced from on high
run amuck because of the prejudiced mote in her eye.
Supposedly the child’s best interests will be served
when the darkness of secrecy reigns and no-one observes.

The minions vested in getting more work play out their parts
in a courthouse charade demanding they scurry around
daring not mount real challenges only shuffle piles of papers around.
Supposedly the child’s best interests will be served
when the darkness of secrecy reigns and no-one observes.

Its as plain as the nose on your face the outcomes ordained
but bucking the system a bereft mum audaciously attempts to cry foul
the Queen of the law and underlings scratch heads and vow not to allow.
Supposedly the child’s best interests will be served
when the darkness of secrecy reigns and no-one observes.

A little girls life must now be shared with a sexual abuser for a dad
the judge ridicules her faultless caring mum stripping her down in front of the court
being politically incorrect questioning decrees leaves one very distraught.
Supposedly the child’s best interests will be served
when the darkness of secrecy reigns and no-one observes.

‘IN THEE OH LORD DO WE PUT OUR TRUST’light-in-the-woods

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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