The injustice of justice to justify,
Has come in its eroding days to fade...
Sighs heard to dry eyes crying,
Too long gone ignored.
Or selected to be objected...
To an ignorance projected and noticed.
Disparities believed sufferers should receive,
To be sentenced to a lifetime of pain...
Are being lifted to expose,
Those inflicting a wickedness...
Upon others in droves.
With a disposing them as if,
They are not amongst the chosen ones.
Dispensing upon themselves a shown favoritism.
Atrocities end.
To unpack backs burden with sorrows.
Those yesterdays gone and not tomorrows to await,
Is a witnessed pendulum...
Returning to chase betrayers and their misdeeds.
Even in places where denials are kept hidden...
Every sickness enjoyed to have been inflicted,
Now become the ones with no where to run.
As that pendulum comes,
To stay for a prolong visit.
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