Sweet sweet justice

In my head justice looks fabulous and tastes deliciously sweet.

In reality it’s rare I get to sample this scrumptious treat.

Even when I have conclusive proof that I’m right and they’re wrong!

Instead of the delectable confession and absolution of guilt I crave, I’ve learnt to satiate myself on the mediocre substitute of the group skating over who’s to blame but everyone secretly knowing who screwed up.