Injustice

Injustice


Staring at the starry depths disillusioned by the height
woken by the dreary call from the death of endless might
empowered with the feelings of the freedom that's now gone
endangered by the visions for the glory of the dawn
salvaging a dangerous path towards that empty plain
trudging through the bitterness of a battle fought in vain
searching for the treasure that's now hiding plain sight
and suffering in solitude as it veers from left to right
imposing on forgotten woes of an era not for now
as observers analyze the ways and end up asking how
justifying evil deeds and a right do whats wrong
as the hangman ties his deadly knot and a herald beats a gong
as underneath the wood is thrown a match, up leaps the lethal flame
and the victims start to burn alive while taking all the blame
for truthfully there is no truth besides for what's inside
and each one of us must face the test to choose and to decide
for as the rainfall flows down mountaintops to form the little stream
the tears cascade down from hypocrisy as they laugh and watch you scream
and as these streams swell up and flood the world for better or for worse
you must look inside and ask yourself is this a blessing or a curse.

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