justice
it’s just a word
it’s something we are tempted to pursue
but it is burdened by a heavy load
not a mass which succumbs to a gravitational force
but rather by the weight of an infallible principle
one that encumbers all of oneself
call it truth
the syllables may be cloaked with a chill
but they burn like a hot poker
justice cannot be cryogenically suspended
only weakened by a callous thaw
yet let justice burn and
its embers will once again reawaken to a desolate world
readying itself for a new prosecution
not by a high court
but rather by the new emerging lie
waiting for its cyclical abandonment
awaiting rest in a desolate crypt
accompanied by apparition-like pallbearers
justice
rest in peace
thank you,
joseph pede
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