When Men Die On the Streets Untried
When men die on the streets untried
Are the scales of justice broken?
Is Freedom silent, has it died
When men die on the streets untried?
What law would have their lives denied,
Are courts too deaf to hear these men?
When men die on the streets untried
Are the scales of justice broken?
No need for judge or evidence
When bullets speak the final word.
No trials there just death sentence,
No need for judge or evidence.
The dead are mute with no defense
From tyrants who think they are lord,
No need for judge or evidence
When bullets speak the final word.
Cynthia Buhain-Baello~~~09.22.17
(Dedicated to the victims of Anti-Drug Campaign
or Extra-Judicial Killings in the Philippines)
Copyright © Cynthia Buhain-Baello | Year Posted 2017
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