Monday, May 26, 1997

6. Injustice

Why are people treated
this way?
Why is life so unfair?
All I long is for the day
When I can say, "I was there."
There on the day when everyone
was treated equal,
When no one was treated wrong.
Is that ever possible, I ask myself,
though I don't know why.
All I wish is for the day,
When everyone can live in harmony
with one another, forever.

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