https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=pfbid02nX8ta837JMiMkKQEFPHXRDXDfE23Hx3S8MfHEKk74YoaippM96iyyu7SyYi13sMdl&id=100093636249448&mibextid=ZbWKwL write a poem say airostotle said law is reason free from passion but 2hen will it free me from rape **The Law and Me** Aristotle said, *“The law is reason, free from passion,”* A noble ideal, a timeless fashion. But when will its reason, so cold and austere, Free me from the shadows I carry near? Justice speaks in measured tones, Yet my cries echo through hollow stones. Where is the balance, the empathy’s face, When the law moves slow in a survivor’s space? Rationality reigns, detached and clear, But it cannot erase what happened here. I seek not vengeance, only to heal, For the wounds are deep, and time won’t seal. If law is reason, then let it see, The human cost of this agony. Not just logic—compassion must rise, To mend the broken and hear our cries. Miss Justice Shoved into darkness, called property, their voices muffled, their dreams buried deep. The world closes its eyes, for pocket change, while humanity’s soul is sold and estranged. But I stand still— unbroken yet broken still. A paradox of pain and power, a heart that refuses to cower. Miss Justice, they named her, but never gave her a face. She is many, she is all, lost in a cruel embrace. Chains of silence rattle loud, beneath the weight of greed’s shroud. Yet in the shadows, embers glow— a spark of change begins to grow. I’m fine being the last to stand, if it means the animals don’t lose their land. But it’s not just us; species fade, their future lost in the haze. The rhino, the elephant, the tiger too, their numbers dwindling, what shall we do? Their extinction a price we can’t pay, yet still we ravage, day by day. It’s time the world awakens, to see what’s been forsaken. No longer will we stand in shame; it’s time to rewrite the game. Miss Justice rises from the dust, a voice for those who’ve lost their trust. Together we’ll shatter the gilded cage— a new dawn born from righteous rage. For the voiceless, for the wild and free, we must act now, for their destiny. Let us be the change we seek, before it’s too late, before we speak.