Justice

Once upon a time, When peace was at its prime. The moon was always the light in the night, Seeing flashing of teeth under the moonlight. Songs from the heart rented the air, Because it was an honor to bear. When the stars wriggled in happiness, Filled with mirth for everything far below. People’s heart filled with kindness, And righteousness flowed through their veins and bone marrows. The sun did glow with brilliant shine, Despite the little, we did dine. With beautiful smiles, We lived our lives. Everything was groovy, But left us in a jiffy. The wind hummed so mild, Because we could have our belly filled. Every living creature could cope, Giving every souls intermittent hope. Birds soared with joyful heart, Because peace and them were never apart. They were contented with their little grains, Glad for their thatched nest. Concord did sovereign, With sweet songs echoing through the forest. Even mountains could testify with the morning fog, As we hike through the bush dripping of water. We really relished the smog, On a morning pursuit to get water. People danced without fear, Because everywhere was really clear, With the rain and sunshine so mild to bear. We had little but did share, No matter what you were, You could always get care. Because love clouded our fear, We could always get there. Even the seas share in our pains, Our hope fades away in front of us. Too swift for us to know, We are being bereaved of our peace. Animals wail in agony, We are as feeble as a church mouse. How can the fallen hero rise again? How can we give our miseries a bargain? This is a question every one could answer, But our sword of justice is blunt, It can’t even cut through the air. We carry corruption in palanquin, We treat injustice like a queen. The fools are cocksure, And the wise are filled up with doubt. It is really an eyesore, We carry it all about. Our rant is scarier than our bite, We want everything to be right but not ready to fight.