A fancy justice to serve
 

All night, being strapped to fears, just too
Many times, I say
This has happened without the landlord’s peace.
The massive tension of uncertain accusation, 
Trends like news of wings, and paddles across 
His diaphragm;
 and the fast pounding of his 
 heart,

Triggers shock and fear.
And so he runs to the south, in search of help and freedom.
But none was there to find.
Bottles burst apart and flung toward him, while planks dare to hit him first.
His shirt ripped to nets of fishes, clothed in red liquid:
Dripping like waterfall off a cliff.
Thereafter, knives rushed in his cerebellum, and
From his eyes, 
Droplets of water ran.
And he dropped to the floor, falling by the
belle’s family’s hands.

Later finding out 
that he was innocent, and the belle’s family gladly hugging regret, 
His family dragged them in rags and unawares
To the chief on high desk, holding firmly his gravel, attending to others:

If patience was a fair lady with fancy clothes,
The victim’s family’d’ve calmly  approached her, but it was not quite so.
Rather, it was all dressed in messy garments with stiffness hanging upon its face. 

It was not presentable enough, and 
so the victim’s family could not stand before it.
When the the chief on the high desk 
noticed the maltreatments given to patience, he concluded with others and drew them forth.

From that moment, there was a ceaseless vibration from feet and talking tongues. 
They vibrated that the seat of the chief was electrified, and he left for peace. 
Later he returned to the place,
Having seeing the grief and scars upon the people’s hearts,
He consoled them with bitter words all because his heart was a cheap loaf of bread:
He was bought with wallets and purses,
 to ziplock his speech.

All cruelty rumbled with grieved lands, while peace stalled stiff and watched the war intensify.
After all tussling, the matter was resolved with few dollars given to the victim’s family who sought justice but received not a dime of it. 
  Early the next morning, an armed fighter, one who’d lay down his life for his country,
Spoke with those on the high tables. After which he came out smiling and his face lit brightly. 
Friends of friends now know it all, they settle like brothers and justice was finally served.