Tracy Craighead

Shifting Sands Of 'justice' - Poem by Tracy Craighead

You've built a mountain upon Rhetoric.
A song of freedom and other shit
but your case is constructed with hollow bricks
flimsy and shallow, a mirror of your personality.
You are evil, decisive, and full of deceit
and a hate for you burns deep within me.
Engulfed in flames, I can hardly breathe,
assessing the damage you laid at my feet.
Your soul departed when you passed the bar,
your conscience unused, like a brand new car.
The case you built is on a shifting sand,
you primp and preen, the judge under your command.
Win, Win, Win…at all cost,
don't pause to see your humanity lost.
Still, this rage suffocates, I can't breathe…
Yet…with a prayer and an ounce of belief,
I gasp, I stumble but at last…. I Breathe

going on with a mission, to shed light on this reality
showing the world the ambiguity
that hides the pit where you live and drink.
Sustenance for a snake of the government.

Topic(s) of this poem: america, freedom, freedom of speech, husband, injustice, justice, love

Form: Free Verse

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, June 21, 2017

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