A Cry For Justice
A Cry For Justice
Far across the horizon and near in the nooks,
Is a silent scream of the voiceless!
The screeching murmurs of the plebeian in the
sweet cry for justice.
Hear the elated moans of the anguish,
See the salty ocean dribble down their cheeks;
In dark secret corners.
Their canvass; as calm as the turbulent waters
that wets the shores!
Deafening is the wail of the unheard,
The sweet sufferers of injustice
Besieged by societal maladies,
By the concerned callousness of the elite.
Oh man! Listen to the good cry for justice,
And tolerate the deafening blubber of the
voiceless!
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