I See Hope
So many questions and very few answers
As multiple scandals make front page of the newspaper.
Magician type politicians making public funds disappear
And the wheels of justice seem stuck somewhere.
I turn on the news, more questionable police shootings,
I see babies and women dying from reprisal gang killings.
I hear talk show hosts put down everything they can
To boost their ratings, cause it’s not about care for
their fellow man
I see candles lining sidewalks to celebrate slain gang leaders
And media houses turning these criminals into superheroes Read more
Justice
There is a lady I would love to meet
It seems if she smiles your way,
Life could be really sweet.
But it seems she only mingles with a certain class,
So its unlikely she’ll be chilling with my poor black a**.
I hope someday, maybe she’ll come around and
Probably spend time in my part of town.
Honestly, I ‘d love a date with this little Miss,
That elusive lady known as Justice.
(C) 2005 Duane Francis
A short poem about the unfairness of the justice system as it relates to class. Sad thing is that many in our society prefer to turn a blind eye to such matters. As long as life is good for many of us the unfairness of it all never seems to matter. I say it’s time we stop turning a blind eye to injustice because whether we like it or not sooner or later it will affect us all.