Best Injustice Poems

American Indian, Nightshades, Moonshadows And Howling Wolf

Thirsty for red moon, its sacred beams and eternal pull
howling-out to speak to this dark and blind world, without...

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To do justly in a world of injustice,
to love mercy though wanting revenge, 
to walk humbly through forests of arrogance,
to speak softly and not to...

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“Only the dead have seen the end of war.”
Plato

Politicians keep lying
Hate keeps breeding
Jets keep firing
Babies keep dying
Mothers keep crying
Homes keep tumbling
Hope keeps crumbling
Time keeps ticking
Injustice...

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The moonlight bathed her cell in pallid light while she sat hunched over her desk, clutching her pen between her confound fingertips. As she bled ink...

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when demons scream
fabricating falsehoods
i'll summon the angels
to help ease your mind

when you feel damaged
too broken to whisper
in dull blank darkness
i'll illuminate like stars

when dreams are...

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Here's a fact, life is no bed of roses.
        It has a habit of knocking us down.
 ...

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In memory of---- all lives taken by unfair justice.

 Solely in my room, I can't stomach the sound of my pulse
 I sit here alone...

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LIFE IN ETERNITY*


1.

The cheerful trumpet of miraculous life, imperatively sounded in 
My mother’s life-giving womb,
Heralding with its melodic tune another animation: MINE!
And as my innocent...

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The freedom to love is threatened
                   ...

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This global pandemic causes confusion from social isolation.
In a virtual world without human touch - there will be irritation.

When burdens of life, echo like chunks...

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Would you still love me
If I wasn't a poet?
If  I was not
a climbing jasmine
 on your window-sill,
a rose-bud in bloom,
the soft zephyr breeze
on an...

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Color me white, or color me black. Color
me brown, or color me red. Color me 
yellow, but color me to be just me.

Color me anyway...

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For centuries, minorities have fought
to gain their human rights. How can it be
that even now so many folks do not
feel safe in “civilized” society?

And one...

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I wonder,
If ever the fruit thanks the tree
For helping it grow and  becoming
ripe.

I wonder.
If the tree ever thanks its roots 
For keeping it standing...

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“Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world. 
Today I am wise, 
so I am changing myself.”
Rumi

In a world where ego still...

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