In the presence of the strong, the weak are always guilty.

There is a beautiful poem by Khungo-Sehber

The wolf and the lamb

A baby lamb
was drinking water
from a stream
When a wolf
looked piercingly
from high ground
Began to speak.
“What shameless ways,
such foolish boldness,
such a peewee
sheep’s urchin,
who do you think you are,
sticking your nose here,
busybody nosing around
messing up my clean waters.
I’ll pinch your nose
Choke you dead.”
“Oh don’t get angry,
Sir wolf,
I am so lowly
you are saying things untrue…”
“Am I lying, you twurp,
Suppose you forgot last year,
But I remember the past,
In this same place, same time,
you spoke curse words to my Dad.”
“I am not even one year old.”
“So you think it was your brother, little fool.”
“I am an only child without brother.”
“Then it was one of your inlaws
or a member of your impure race.
So don’t you dare move.”
Your guard dogs’
your shepherders’
revenge I will exact from you.”
The fox thus spoke,
leaped at the lamb,
grabbed him
Ran with him
Into the dark forest.
What is most important to understand,
Amongst the powerful
the weak are always guilty.