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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Woe for those who shout for anger Rumbling upon the fiery scene Drooling vengeance spits within Stinky Truth opens in awe and despair Mirror of Justice, who’s to be blame Poor am I but rich in desire Weak as called, bullied your Sire My heart is not iron enough to melt all my sighs. Tell me, who’s mouths should be sealed, Whose eyes should turn blind and ears in deaf? Whose actions should be censored and fired? Whose memories and judgment should we rely on? Pounds of objections and complaints have been laid Accuses and excuses are ready to crumple A group of bystanders is called to ponder Those in power truly proves their power What can I do Mirror of Justice? When weak I am to defend My intentions are not on the frequency Ears are built with own’s pride and views solely Whom can I trust and hold a plea? My longing rust for a slim chance to get flee My confidence rots when they blow heavily Am I destined to be crippled in such a way? My heart was cut, sliced, and bled endlessly Minced by the circumstances and pain within Pinched to its depth ‘til it snoozed out mercilessly Pail as it looks, shredded, squeezed until it’s called the end Does my echoing cry reach you, my Sire? My days are counted to what they desire. Can’t help to burst floods by my tears Rivers of aches truly need your divine spare Mirror of Justice, to when should I stare? No show of protection reflects in my situation How many tears should I cry out? To block my eyes and heart in such pain? Mirror of Justice, Show me To what extent I should carry? Enlighten me so I will agree If pain could be a better me, So, it be.
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