Poem: All I Hear Is Injustice…


I gait my feet on the ground in the city

And heard the sound of thunder,

The thunder of tears,

The thunder of groaning

Innocent souls made the noise of injustice given to them

In thunderous sounds only a few could hear

Sounds of reproach, sounds of vengeance.

A city with so many sadists, heard no sound

None of the people did hear

That peace was fast leaving

Because of death

The deaths from injustice,

The deaths from frustration

One I myself heard, as I gait my feet

Into a city of spilled blood.

What manner of life would man have lived?

What manner of crime would he have committed?

For the man who has taken their fellows life

Hear oh people, for they which you rip apart

Cry they cry of revenge

With earnest expectations that ultimate justice will be given with your life.

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