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kaanibaa
United Kingdom
1169 Posts |
 Posted - 22 Jun 2009 : 19:41:44
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They weigh heavy on the eyes
Justice for some has no such scales
You just take what comes to you
Like it or lump it
A choice one has make
Do not try touching them
Sat in their perches
Becoming just so;
Untouchables that they are
With mighty defenders
Who pounce on the meek
Scales of justice seen on display
Are mythical for most of us
Meat is not food for all
It is poison for others
I will have you know, brother
Things are not as they seem
See the sun shine here so hot
Over there it is always green and cool
As we make do with scorched earth and barren fields
No rain no feed
But there they carry pot bellies
Scales of justice weigh wrong
They are tipped against others
The voiceless who cannot protest
Must endure in silence
As talking can be seen as greed or envy
Not even the droppings can be tasted here
That is for the ants of the terrain
They too are fatter than those near to us
Tagged as unpatriotic we become outcasts
Walking the fringes
Waiting to die
Or for a messiah to come
Free us from this calumny
Though you can hear the taunts
That we live in dreamland
Never to wake up from our slumber
We are waiting and that is what we can do for now
The end will come some how
Meeting some in graves six feet deep
But other will surely be alive
To witness the redemption
Until then the scales of justice
Remain as they are
Tipped unfairly against us
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