Injust
Criminal
Court
When the so called
International Criminal Court
has only capacity to arrest few Asian,
African, South and Central American
criminal leaders who are not under the umbrella
of westerners, it could be called
" Injust Criminal Court."
If that name does not suit their judges
Then it will be good to hear about the arrestations
Of some western criminal leaders
Who were implicated in many international crimes.
If they fail to do so,
It will be good for each continent
to create their Continental Criminal Court
Which will be just.
August 9/2023
Categories:
injust, encouraging, world,
Form: Free verse
Unhealthy friendship
Lopsided. I think you would say
The way a taker takes more than a giver can give away
A sad situation, somewhat injust
How someone can take so much that the giver loses trust
Unhinged, unbalanced, the scales tipped too far
Where the giver wants the taker to raise their bar
I made the hardest decision, you'll see...
It was definitely because of you, not me
Not meaning unwell, harm or ill
I couldn't keep giving, I simply lost the will
It's not the words spoken that mean much at all
It's the action which is taken when you see a friend fall
A giver will always catch without hesitation
A taker may catch but after much deliberation
The times you would bail quite unexpectedly
Far too many times you ignored my plea
It wasn't equal or even a bit of give and take
Many of your words completely fake
Unhinged, unbalanced, the scales tipped too far.
How the giver keeps on giving and the taker takes it all!
Categories:
injust, friend, friendship,
Form: Rhyme
Take a look inside,
Both dead and alive,
Simultaneously?
How can we measure it,
If something is living, yet finalised?
Propose a second proposal,
Preferably pick a second one,
Work, well that's force over distance,
Yet how can we measure success?
Power is work over time but
It can be just and injust
Who decides control, no not I
It must be him on the inside
Laughing, so can I actually look inside the box..
Like a fidgety penniless ant ready for work,
Yes yes I'm hungry,hungry strong as an ox
Paradoxically held back, retaining an astute smirk
I get it now, needing no quarrels
Acceptance.
It's the ways it's meant to be
If we find out truth we will pay schrodingers fury
Hypothesis: Not a chance of success.
Can I open, must I find out.
It will ruin me I'm told.
Accept the unacceptable
Categories:
injust, conflict, confusion, stress,
Form: Prose Poetry
what a life when you live trife,make your choices and blame them on voices in your
head,made your own bed.
now you lie in a lonely world guilty of being what everyone thinks.
dreams of a life beautiful and safe,only places and time are never the same.
though ways are alike and people are kind they'll turn around and tell you your outta your
mind.
we all have to choose our rights from wrongs,prolong the inevitable,creating a mess.
convincing the world we didnt do it when we know we did.
my palms are sweaty i was born ready standing on a curb catching my balance.
wanting more getting less,correcting the misconceptions of political fakes,no difference just
injust.
many have it all yet really have nothing some have nothing yet want no more.
nothings ever what it seems,reality check in the mail,neighbors creeping trying to steal.
high five to a stranger wink to yourself,go to a lawyer claim your wealth.
Categories:
injust, businessworld, life,
Form: I do not know?
This is as is, elegance, as is an infallable
distraction. A one reaction, in posed affect.
Of cause about. Disatisfaction as is, is as
agony, a tragedy to detect.
The expression of affection; a misconception
of Lust. An action of intentions, preventions
for Unconditional trust. Purety of heart, of
Soul. a "surety," some "peace of mind"
control. The effort of compassion, a must
For its injust, to Love in doubt.
Two; for the workings of romance, an
Innosence of indulgence.
We, are as, is as, are our understandings;
Initiation. Active sedation, sorrows to sleep
Body exhaustion worn. Purpose to be born;
Concentration is, of well, and of an
imagination, just an interpretation
incomplete.
Glitch...
Systematic, stimulated, preformulated beast..
Popularity, sincerity, just another charity feast.
Direction, perfection, an infection of Lies.
We're fools, with rules, just tools to muffle the cries.
Why? Bye? To die, one fact we must face.
Scared? Prepared? Beware of what's after this place.
Sickening, and thickening the way; our path ahead.
Hate-to-date, so much to say, has yet been said.
Has yet been said. Has yet been said...
Categories:
injust, art, love,
Form: I do not know?