How The Day Ended

five decisions
groping for words
and logic
to arrive at
justifiable conclusions
where the parties
may find
whatever is reasonable
and necessary

a hard job
but this is the
meaning
of everything
i am

the day ended
on a compromise
between the
left and the right
between
art and
the blindness
of justice

i set aside the records
and attach
the final verdict
to be handed tomorrow
with clean hands.

at the end of the day
the conscience sleeps
in peace
in harmony with the best
that i can be

tired but fulfilled
like the moon resting finally on
the marshes
glowing and steady
with its light
and poise

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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