Justice
we see the poor erupt with little provocation
how many days in a mud hut can count as living?
children sick fear primary emotion
hoplessness
can turn to anger and then action
too many lies
will turn a head
to justice
False hope and many deaths will follow
but a woman can stand
and think of crowds destroying holy ground
and weep without solice
a man can work until his hands bleed
and not have enough for his family
it takes its toll this endless
hoplessness
even faith cannot carry a woman through
when her child is dying
empty promises ignite
when her husband is suffering
hands bleeding
spirit
broken on the ground
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