The Face of Justice: A Poem on Loving Detachment and Living as Pure Spirit in a Material World
‘The Face of Justice’
The Face of Justice is neither kind,
Nor warm nor compassionate.
She has no rage, no passion,
Only the cool air of detachment.
Some call her harsh,
An alien being that knows no attachment,
In the final moment her blade severs through the cord,
There is a deafening silence.
No Joy, No Victory, No Grief, No Trauma,
An abstraction slicing through the messy world,
As metal meets the flesh, as mind meets the cord,
The deed is done, the scales rebalanced,
The world begins to stir awake.
Neither numb nor dead to her emotions,
She finally reveals her face,
Her one true form,
Her reason for being…
She is Love.
~ Priestess Bairavee Balasubramaniam, PhD
Image: ‘Goddess of Democracy’ on Wikipedia. The original sculpture (this is a reproduction) was used as a symbol during the Tienanmen Square protests in 1989. The original statue stood for only 5 days until it was felled by the Army. On another note … I intend to write an academic piece on this fascinating symbol and its powerful role in energizing a political movement. “Goddess of Democracy at UBC” by Original uploader was Dr.kwan at en.wikipedia – Originally from en.wikipedia; description page is/was here.. Licensed under Public domain via Wikimedia Commons – http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Goddess_of_Democracy_at_UBC.jpg#mediaviewer/File:Goddess_of_Democracy_at_UBC.jpg