By Tony DeLorger 2011
How I long for justice,
in a world bent of hatred.
our perspectives blinkered by self-loathing,
and the presumption of guilt,
relentless and sealed with wax.
So easy to doubt,
so easy to blame,
some filthy pleasure gained in suffering.
How selective our thinking,
for the preservation of self-importance,
the delusion of betterment,
at the expense of torment.
All this based on judgements,
concluded from the bias of hate.
Every day, innocence is punished,
administered by men with personal agendas,
blind eyes open to expedient resolution,
justice simply a word
written in the guidelines of process.
Each day, humanity fails itself,
and not a sleepless night of regret,
is had by those who wield justice,
like a coin toss.
How I long for justice.
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