Just And Unjust Ones

In my lonely hours when Desperate I felt due to ones wicked, A little bird fell from branches then And its wisdom old wispered: Dont you justice from the unjust expect - Empty hope is fooling you, Since unjust proud are of their insolence. Dont you justice from the just ones expect - With empty hope fooled are you, Since just ones hide deeply their insolence. And I saw that it was true - Just are nothing but fools to unjust, Both sorts only victims to the just Who gods would enslave for justice theirs.