Justice Poems - Poems about 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...

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OVERCOMING THE STORM Into the storm I must venture, knowing that any attempt to flee only prolongs the ravages. Like any storm, it is relentless and destructive, just as a well-organized group of savages. It rips and tears at the flesh with sharp talons, trying to gouge deeper into the muscle. Perceived as high and lofty, it disregards...

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Low Emission zone disinformation..Is a factor on sinage Thats the situation.' First a magistrate in Bedford flagged Not fine, these signs that have ruined life for many.' Also Wasted so much time.' Yesterday Noel Wilcox, Royally won' At the so named courts in London judgement on veracity I See it had to come.' So now if you've been hit no...

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The sovereign seal, a nation's solemn vow, Embossed on parchment binding here and now. Its statutes etched in native tongue and stone, A people's will, distinctly, fiercely known. But whispers rise on winds that cross the sea, Of courts unseen and laws that disagree. A tapestry unfurls with threads of blue and gold, Woven in halls where other tales are told. "Universal rights,"...

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They once were held in high esteem the pride of each judicial dream The ones who have the final word when arguments have all been heard Their loyalty was guaranteed all virtuous, in thought and deed Nine beacons of integrity the last step in democracy But privilege has hidden flaws where Justices corrupt the laws...

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Once upon a time in a faraway land There was an old man, who had forgotten how to speak His eyes would stare into the sky, void of any emotion, His scars turned wrinkles narrated an untold story His hands, never steady, always counting Sometimes in the middle of the day, he would scream But no sound would escape his mouth,...

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With bloody hands, rusty hair and a dammed soul I walked out ,stepping on the rotten meat As my lungs struggled to breathe down the fragrance of the crime that I had committed Blue and white lights flashed my eyes And a bullet pierced through my cranium Punishing me for the crimes I had not committed, My lips...

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Her soil, soaked in blood, sought to stymie fertile seeds; but justice stilled bloomed:- ...

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A cyborg named Murphy, quite tough, Said, "Your crimes? That's enough, bloody guff!" With his metal-clad thigh, He'd make villains all cry, Then ask, "Would you like some hand-cuffed... cuff? ©bfa031925 ...

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The walls are imprisoned in silence, A heavy, powerless silence, shattered By voices, tears, and crowded souls. Justice hides in the corridors of greed, Crimes are sentences uttered in the halls, The innocent are moving targets, An age-old burden on the backs of those who did nothing. Must we remain silent to breathe under this weight? Must we bend so we are granted...

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The bullets did not fly into the wind, They struck, leaving indelible scars, Blood on the pavement, pain in impure souls, The bodies fall, but the eyes remain wide open. The pains we hide become a torment for the oppressed, A cry that screams the truth of injustice. They call it an accident, but the accident is a clean version, A lie...

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No mess is fantastic Lack of respect leads to war War is horrific, evil and poor Racism is not chic Modern slavery is painful Hate is awful, hurtful and plentiful There is no justice They don’t really want peace Hypocrisy is ubiquitous Supremacy is senseless Discrimination is tasteless Their audacity is obvious Corruption is rampant And the economy decadent This is absolute chaos The whole thing is a mess Less than...

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today, thinking time flowing… no peace, children dying in war… victims, all those dying in vain… iced war, cold melting life flowing… love left, the war took her ...

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she dreams of better days of freedom and sunshine of peace and melodies of brotherhood and laughter of justice and harmony she dreams AP: Honorable Mention 2025 Posted on March 25, 2025...

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Brains and guts orbit the soul— that polar star searing in the marrow of being. I was born somewhere between Einstein’s neurons Ginsburg beat poetry, the birth of rock and roll, revolution marches, and the calloused hands of a carpenter, where ink stains fight oil slicks, where the soft susurrations of Plato wrestle the raw shouts of Spartacus. Do you think Socrates...

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