Treasure Island

Muhammed Vally


Why so?


Seeking the turn of justice on a di of 6
Sounds irrelavant.inferior.impossible
Maybe so.Unless a miracle may strike.
Why so? Is justice unheard, unseen or rather just, unintresting.
It's as though we find joy in turning our backs to justice.
Why so?
Why so?
Unless we as humans, do not want 'interfear' in wrong-doing
Well,
Is that our excuse?
Or, are we afraid to speak out for justice.
Afraid, Afraid of what?
Death...
'Death for justice' sounds better than
'Lived to watch'
Now there is only one more question,
Which side do you choose and,
Why so?

Submitted: Tuesday, June 05, 2012

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  • Thomas A Robinson (6/5/2012 2:14:00 PM)

    Justice comes with a price called sacrifice.Sometimes it may be as small as a few moments of our time, sometimes it may require it all.We all want jistice, it's just how much we are willing to give. (Report) Reply

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