Justifiable, My Ass!
Calloused and cold-hearted,
merciless and inhumane...
those leeches who continually suck
the quality of life
from those who strive
for equality.
But they prosper?
Their every need is met?
As they steal
from the hard-working,
their plundering is ineffable!
The time,
stolen by being wasted...
The good desires in heart,
slashed until they die...
The visions of progress,
suffocated by barriers,
that beeches erected.
As they go against
the joy and peace,
of God Almighty,
against the blessings,
and the inheritance
of the truly righteous in Christ...
As they incessantly go
against American civil rights...
How could they possibly believe
that they are justifiable?
Copyright © Olivia Washam | Year Posted 2009
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