Injustice Rolls Poem by Brian Kilpatrick

Injustice Rolls



Injustice rolls on the road
That crisscrosses our world
But we keep travelling on
A road with no windows

Mouths without tongues
Looking through windows
Filtered for our protection
Look at what we’ve become

Manufactured truth
Palatable to everyone
We roll down the path of life
Holding our tongue

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