"Poetic Justice?"

You ask of me, what is poetic justice?

Its something I can not see.

In everyday life, justice is corrupted,

and keeps avoiding me.

There's several flaws in the system,

just beneath the skin.

The world has forgotten virtue,

They flock like sheep to their sin.

But it grinds at your teeth,

it bites at your fingernails,

it sits and stares at a soul,

damaged beyond repair.

We cling to our vices,

our drugs, our addictions,

not realizing these are the things,

causing our afflictions.

In a world based on justice alone,

we would all rot in jail,

but poetically speaking,

we just breathe in the smoke and silently exhale.

Eventually we all pay for our mistakes.

Eventually we all get our due.

But its not for me to judge,

What is poetic justice to you?