Is All Injustice Created Equal

He sits and waits and sulks
as the clock strikes
and on they strike
and on he called to do no wrong 'in judgement,
in meteyard, in weight or in measure,'

And Oh! the boy thinks he see's this,
but his judgement clouded by soot black eyes.
And so he only sees the adults have struck him wrong
as he sits and waits outside the office
for the Brother, teacher to emerge
as the clock strikes 
and on they strike.

For they can not tolerate the closure of their mines,
the closure of their lives
and so they defy 'Her England,' of which 
Orwell wrote and which came true in 
nineteen-eighty-four

So the boy should not sulk 
as the clock strikes 
and on they strike
as he should see there are greater injustices
or is it true that
'he that is unjust in the least is unjust also in much.'
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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March 25, 2011 at 7:19 AM
What a beautiful day and how wonderful it is to be able to read what was on your mind and in your heart when you wrote this poem Guilaume. I hope you have a weekend full of new found inspiration. Love, Carol
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