A Judge's Song

When there is no order
Let my voice be order

When there is no evidence
Let my instinct be thy evidence

When there is no penalty
Let my guidance
Be the hand of death

When there is no respect
Let my gravel demand the respect
Of those within the courtroom

When there is confusion
Let my judgment
Make the final decision

When there is no guilt
Let the innocence
Be the sounds of joy to everyone within