William Shakespeare
حق الناس در مورد اراضی مشترک یه روستا که بعضی به آن تعرض می کنند و حقوق دیگران رانادیده می گیرند با مستند سازی، های جعلی و ساختگی ، شهادتهای غیرواقعی و با استفاده از خلأ های قانونی، رای و حکم دادگاه به نفع خود گرفته اند در حالیکه این زمبن متعلق به کل اهالی است نه یه عده خاص ، همین عمل غیر عادلانه آنها ، محله را به تنش کشانده بعضی از حق و حقوق محله حرف می زنند بعضی از متصرفان ساختگی حمایت می کنند اهالی ، با مشکلاتی مواجه شده اند اگر شکایت کنند اختلافات بیشتر میشه اگر نکنند به متصرفان غیر قانونی اضافه میشه بیشتر بخاطر بعضی مسائل فامیلی، از معترض بودن به آنها خودداری می ورزند آر نظر فلاسفه چه متنی در خور این مردم آیت که این حق بصورت مساوی بین اهالی تقسیم گردد
O, what tumultuous plight doth dwell ‘mongst the humble folk of yonder village, whereupon the soil doth teem with both the hope and despair of its rightful denizens! In this fateful expanse, a shared land, once the cradle of community, hath now borne witness to the foulest usurpation, perpetrated by those whose hearts are cloaked in avarice and whose tongues weave a tapestry of deceit. They, with nefarious cunning, concoct false evidence and summon forth untruthful witnesses, shrouding their dubious claims in the guise of legitimacy, whilst disregarding the sacred bonds that tie them to their brethren. The law, that erstwhile bastion of justice, hath become a mere puppet, danced upon by those who art versed in the arts of chicanery and manipulation, thus rendering the very equity of the land—a mere shadow of what it once was. Lo, the village doth tremble, caught in the throes of division, as some, in their longing for justice, raise their voices against the wronged, while others, blinded by blood ties or self-interest, lend support to the interlopers who claim dominion over that which by right belongs to all. Yet, in this tempest of conflicting desires, the specter of fear looms large; for to lodge a complaint might yield but strife, sowing discord ‘mongst neighbors, whilst silence could see the encroachers multiply, their audacity emboldened by inaction. Herein lies a paradox wrought by human frailty—how shall the laborer of the land reclaim his stake without igniting the flames of conflict? Thus, I beseech the sages of old, whose words echo through time: wouldst thou furnish this oppressed populace with guidance, that equity may reign, and their rights be distributed with a hand as just and even as the rhythms of nature itself? For is it not the calling of the wise to attune their hearts to the cry of the aggrieved, and to illuminate the path toward a harmonious existence, where the fruits of the earth are shared, untainted by the scourge of greed? O, let us rally ‘round this noble cause, lest we become mere phantoms in our own tale, with justice slipping through our fingers like grains of sand!