Injustice
Injustice
You sell identities like lemonade
On a hot summer afternoon
You lick the frosting of another soul
Off of the barrel of your gun
You let murderers walk the streets
To fill prisons with sunflowers
You fill media with celebrity gossip
While people starve and die
Corruption cements the walls of justice together
While we debate basic human rights
And the worst part of it all
Is me sitting here letting it happen
Copyright © Christopher Goss | Year Posted 2013
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