Irony - Dirt Poor Robins

You gave your story

We heard your side

There was a plea of innocence and alibi

Stating that justice should favor you

Due to the list wicked things you witnessed other people do

It’s on your merit

You made your claim

And as you’ve done to others

You’d have us

Do to you the same

It’s on your merit

You took the stand

And if you really want it your way

We’ll give you what you ask

But will you see, the irony

Did you know that debt that you have made

No perfect thing you do could ever repay?

For Justice knows the balance and your case cannot be won

By pressing down the scales with your own thumb

For one word you spoke has done a hundred harm

One phrase you turned has left a thousand scars

There’s only one of you to damage, yet the world has millions more

Drowning in the fount of pain you’ve poured

It’s on your merit

You made your claim

And as you’ve done to others

You’d have us

Do to you the same

It’s on your merit

You took the stand

And if you really want it your way

We’ll give you what you ask

But will you see, the irony

This pride has left you blinded or willfully confused

You thought that when you cried for justice, the target wasn’t you

Yet in the end your fatal flaw, the measurements were wrong

For you saw the sins of others, as greater than your own

On your merit

You made your claim

And as you’ve done to others

You’d have us

Do to you the same

It’s on your merit

It comes to pass

And if you really want it your way

We’ll give you what you ask