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Justice!

There is a type of people,

Who does not know what the word means,

Here are the poor with their skin colored,

These are the people, who die as they were,

Taught by the world,

That a prosperous person is on top of the world,

It then became the decree of the world.

To label, judge and pre-determine,

To see their race and what they’re worth,

Before they consider,

Whether the people deserve a word.

They ogle their eyes and shake their heads,

Rich spoiled men scoffing about human rights,

What do they comprehend, Aside their deranged pride?

In their admiration they gloat of themselves,

Their eyes burst with self importance,

Their acts selfish, they disregard everything,

Oppressing rights,

They look down at the poor,

They frown then close their nose,

As they look down at the poor,

They turn and cover their nose.

You may in your perfect world question,

Why I seem to emit dislike,

For I have known not, what is ‘like’,

You may think, here’s an angst teen,

One who chose not to accept things,

Think what you think,

You still might not understand a thing.

If you still have no idea what it means,

To be poor, with black skin,

For you have failed to look in their eyes,

Acceptance only for money and kin,

Akin to their kins,

You know nothing of this being,

Be thankful, lucky privileged being.

Justice in the world..

What then but prejudice?

For sure the lot will think I speak of sin,

Justice synonym to those born kings,

They have in their hands all types of reigns,

To abhor all beings, tyrants among living things,

Justice merely a word sufficient for selfish beings.

Don’t brag about education,

Know, you were born a privileged being,

For certificates not signs of a clever human being,

You were probably born a light skinned thing,

Hence people around listen to your idiotic mumblings.

The world is not for the poor,

Everyday lives, used and categorized,

The tales of poor are never bothered,

Though as long as we don’t deter,

And consider the rich man a failure,

We still might cease to suffer;

And if we get richer, we give it away to the poor,

Surely you will fail to adhere,

You were not born poor and,

From what I’ve seen,

'Justice' means terrorizing the poor.