WHEN JUSTICE BECOMES A SHAFT
From the streets
Voices cry out in groans that roar out from their belly
High hopes that someone would hear and come to their aid
That the one that promised to protect
Will keep their words and do as promised
But as days goes by, the hopes drop as no one ever came
Why do the higher ups forget so soon
That the reason that they are up there
Is to fight for the lower downs
How soon they forget, that the power they wield
Is not a weapon to kill the spirits
Of those that they are meant to protect
But they are tools meant to protect the fragility of humanity?
The effects
As days goes by and months flew in its wake
The hope of those in the streets dwindle
The light dims in their eyes and eventually goes out
Their legs drag on because the essence of living has been
Taken away by those meant to preserve it
The quality of life is reduced from one meal to none
When did the protector become the villain?
When did the protected become the victim?
When did justice become injustice?
When did justice become a shaft?
The results
On their bodies, the victims of injustice
Bear the scars of the shaft justice has become
In their minds the indelible mark men in power left
Their spirits broken because none above
Understood that power has a mind of its own
It takes a man of character to wield it
And still be in control
Welcome to a society
Where independence is just a word
That lacks the representation of its meaning
A facade that belies the incongruous nature
Of a society that is broken
yearning for healing
A society where justice has become a shaft
Where lies the future of it?
