Today, I have allowed a widow with little children to be put in jail. How is justice best delivered to the people, I ask. Look me in the eyes, she said. Find me amongst criminals, find me further in the dregs of this society, stop when you find me in a shanty with my little children beside me.
I, too, seemed helpless. Maybe it’s too late for I have found you there, behind bars without your children.
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