Justice

They say Justice is blind But one person Who cares only about themself Gets to decide what justice is? If justice Is sending an innocent man Away From his family, His friends, His life, No trial, Because you don’t like his tattoo Is justice, I want no part of it. Can you not see If it can happen to him It can happen to anyone. Because he came here Illegally Is he less human? Does anyone deserve this fate? No. But how are you so blind? Why can’t you see, If this goes on, We will have nothing left! Democracy Is gone, Supporting other countries Is gone, Love Is gone. So what is America But an empty shell Filled with people who care so much about themselves That they cannot find it in them To love anything but their ideals. They have no compassion for an innocent man, Less for those who may not be innocent But still deserve due process. Is this greatness? To harden your heart and love yourself? I am crying Not only for this innocent man But for you, America For a country that was great Only when the people were great. The tapestry of life Will never be perfect Knots Tangles Loose threads But what happens When one piece Perhaps not the most beautiful But still a part of this shining masterpiece Is torn away? How can this be normal? How can this Be life?