To A Law Student
By John Delonas
In this age of wealth
And sociable pretense,
There is little offered any man
To do of true consequence.
As beauty spoiled
Is that most depraved,
So justice foiled,
Is beauty enslaved.
For our world is such
That God is undone:
Of Law there is much
And of Justice none.
Today we do believe
In "world with end,"
Life without reprieve;
Of ALL-- then NOTHINGNESS.
The world of Law is shaken:
The police protect the rich
And beat the Dark, the Forsaken.
Law is not a ritual tone,
In the long run--
It is all the people own.
Speak out for truth
And fear not what you lose
Or save,
All things man leaves
At the grave,
Taking but his good deeds.