injustice
the judge and the JURY deride
each of the opposing sides.
a TEST of wills that no one wins
for neither side will confess their sins.
KISSING lady justice's hand,
with a felled TREE at their feet.
like GARBAGE spray-painted with gold,
their smiling mouths hold only deceit.
and OUTSIDE where the wind blows cold
on a BEACH stained red with wronged blood,
the slain will wail their grievances
while their slaughterers cry "BRAVO!"
under the pretense of being ELEGANT,
they’ve only BROUGHT
more cruelty into the endless FIGHT
that invades every interaction
like a chat room in an unwinnable GAME,
adding INSULT to injury,
an unavoidable plight,
because there is no PEACE
when OPPOSITE sides refuse to AGREE.
and while we scream and shout,
our every INSTINCT begs us to RUN
away from water and into the DROUGHT
because the scorching WIND has become
more comfortable than the rain
that threatens to wash away
our comfortable ignorance
leaving us to cope
with our self-imposed
injustice.