RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: LIFE SONGS
Justice
The life of a gifted child cut short
The honorable fall while cheaters thrive
Victims exposed and punished in court
The system rewards corruption and lies
Justice seems a last resort
The gentle never have a decent chance
The crude and vulgar win the prize
The immoral always seem to advance
There are few exceptions for the wise
The lonely are rarely asked to dance
The evil lives while the good man dies
There is little justice in this life
Of that we can be certain
It’s rife with misery and strife
Like Helena Bonham and Tim Burton
We journey slowly into the night
Til they lower the final curtain
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