Impartiality

What’s fair is frank is fabulous when
The ace is downed and done.
So hard to hold neutrality
When held under the gun.
But equal even-handed trial
Is necessary meat 
To feed the beast of justice fair
Who seldom knows defeat.

So, how might I stay steadfast
To impartiality and
Hold my head above the fray
In silent probity?

I do not choose.
I will not choose.
I’ll pose upon the fence
And listen to the lot of you
Decry the where and whence.

And when pretense and posturing
Are faded to demise
A soft rebuttal trills the air
On wings of gentle butterflies.

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