The Day Justice Died
The day peace was imprisoned was
the day I died without death present.
The day mercy was kidnapped, nothing
Was left for us but pains and trouble
Between our teeth that clamours for saliva.
The day justice was murdered we saw injustice;
Injustice that came with a white gown to
Deceive us that we are in THEM-ALL-CRAZY.
Yes, we welcomed him with an Opened teeth
And sold our conscience for a white grey paper.
Who shall look at us again and know us?
We have murdered the future of our tomorrow,
Let's continue without blaming anyone,
We are the architech of our own misfortunes.
(C) John Chizoba Vincent
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