#justification
The death penalty some say it is for revenge but not for me it's justice in the end For those who cry for the criminals rights or arguing why ? Two wrongs don't make a right Be on the other side where real tears are cried There pain resides and it is justified Live in their shoes feel their sad pain Then ask yourself do you still feel the same ?
Feb 20
Feb 20, 2026 at 11:26 AM UTC
Which is worse ,
To live as a monster,
Or die a good man?
Everyone climbs the ladder;
At the top,
“Bottom” is not in their vocabulary.
No service comes without coin,
No good deed without exchange.
Like an overcrowded boat,
Only the strong survive,
And ruthless measures pave the way.
Yet in a system where goodness
Doesn’t guarantee the top,
To remain just and true,
We serve humanity,
Though we don’t reach the heights.
Monsters envy the harmony of having enough,
Their lives shiny, yet haunted by guilt and shame.
The good resent their lack of ascent,
Feeling not enough to claim the throne.
To be honest, I don’t know
Should we climb the ladder,
Or take it away?
Aug 17, 2025
Aug 17, 2025 at 8:19 AM UTC
I have no idea what I'm doin', I put my foot in the race but definitely not a shoe in to win
I've heard gettin' to the end and then dyin' is now, somehow, considered a win
But I guess only if you pick and stick with the correct doctrine of religion and only abide by their sin
Who's got it right then? We'll probably never know, not because the truth is hidden or missin' but because there's far to many cooks in the kitchen
And yes, that's pretty bleak but if true you're gonna have to explain it better then cause I can't seem to comprehend
What it seems to me to be is I'm in way over my head so it's gone over my head, I followed a liaison when I should have led
You said this is the land of the free but how can that be when most our time breathin' is contractually given'
Sometimes it's even been forcibly taken by some giant corporation backing a corrupt politician
You find yourself, either figuratively or physically, buildin' your very own coffin
And unbeknownst to you it's a Trojan horse disguised as detailed preparation to ***** out precaution
There will be a moment when they move on and you're no longer a part of the equation
We never really were starting from way back when, born into a lifetime ban from their utopian creation
We have never been given adequate time for livin'. Why is this acceptable and deemed okay to begin with even?
Why are more of you not seethin' mad? This would most definitely be a justifiable reason.
But we're just keepin' it goin' like this day after day, season after season
Just a cog in the machine till the day our vital signs begin to weaken and your heart stops beatin
Can't feel the pulse we're seekin', no animated heart blinkin' in the corner of the screen, that's when reality sets in
When the life line on the heart monitor stops peekin', and triggers the flat line death siren
Then through all the cryin' you hear someone attemptin' to comfort someone else by sayin'
"Who could have possibly predicted this mess we're in?"
Uhhhhh, me, I can.
I could have told you what's about to happen, where it's comin' from and when
Matter of fact I did put out a warnin' but you said I was just a mad man ramblin' on 'bout nothin'
But I know it to be truth so I'll bet it all, my life's a risky buy in but I'm all in
In a moment of heated confrontation always beware the calm man smilin', tryin' to ignore the situation around him while thinkin'
"What's one more murderous sin?" A question type justification got you askin' while knowin' you're in to deep to ever come out again as the same person
The devil in my eyes got 'em peralized with fear, stone cold frozen
Got others quakin' in their boots, Michael J Fox type shakin', twitchin' like pan fried bacon
Got you sweatin' and fidgetin' so go get your spinner to hold your attention or at the very least be a distraction
Grown-ups are takin' so get to walkin', take your childish ways elsewhere before it's a problem
Okay, where was I?
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Aug 21, 2020
Aug 21, 2020 at 5:36 AM UTC
If we are to take
full responsibility
for all of our
choices
and actions
then that means
that the things
that we do
stand alone,
in and of
themselves.
It doesn't matter who did what
or
what was happening
around us,
in the moment.
When we are
truly responsible
and accountable,
we do not look
to others actions
or choices
as an excuse
to justify our own.
To accept
Personal
Responsibility
is to take
Accountability
for our own Choices,
first and foremost.
Don't expect
your neighbor
to pick his
dogs **** up
off your lawn
when you
are knee deep
in the horse
manure
you just dumped
in his front yard.
Jul 20, 2023
Jul 20, 2023 at 5:33 PM UTC
As true as the Trinity
And Christ's divinity,
And as heavy as gravity,
My total depravity
Is undeniable.
But God created me justifiable,—
_Me_, who's more of a Don Knotts
Than an Isaac Watts.
Jun 9, 2022
Jun 9, 2022 at 11:44 PM UTC
I am vegan.
But you eat pizza with cheese sometimes.
But you shouldn't eat mock meat.
You have to justify why.
I am a feminist.
But I am a good white guy.
But then you hate men.
You have to justify why.
I am sick.
Of having to explain myself.
Of having to behave perfectly.
As soon as they label me.
I am tired.
Of saying the same thing
Over and over again.
And I wonder in silence
Why we can't all be
vegan and feminist.
Dec 3, 2021
Dec 3, 2021 at 10:24 AM UTC
#
*River running..
That rushing sound in these parts
spell out the words, crystal-clear..
Tree-lined banks, giving way
to the Dark Hills, upslope
Giving way, to
granite-rocked outcroppings
giving way to elk-hidden quakeys
Surrendering their holy-huddle's
pristine stances
to tall prairie-grass, waving
wild raspberries and tall pines
And I, myself..
am surrendering also
She is watching the water, believing
That as it flows,
she will not lose herself in it
That it will not steal, but heal
That I will not rage again
within my fear
I am watching her,
watch the water
I am watching the water-- believing
That as I give of myself
further into the flow
that I will not become diffused
by humanity
By the love of man
and all of its dishonesty
and all of its diabolical treachery
Of its lack of concern,
or understanding
Or ability to break through
its own, self-centeredness
Or its need to swallow me up
into the mundane.
Her hands are in the air now,
praising..
Worshipping
the true nature of the flow,
Believing..
that I will let all of this, go
And as she wades in
I ease, back--
Retreating
up the Dark Hills, slope
Clutching tightly..
To granite-rocked outcroppings,
weeping.
Hiding in the quakeys,
among the majestic elk
Begging for the tallgrass, cover
among the wild raspberries.
Now, fully concealed
in tall pines.
Her hands
are stretched out, now..
as if hovering over the waters,
participating
While I hide from it all
While I hide, from humanity;
From the fallen, love of man
She is wading in,
Believing
.
As I am leaving;
Believing
As the cloud-hidden sky,
starts raining--
playing the most incredible, of tunes.*
#
Aug 8, 2021
Aug 8, 2021 at 8:01 PM UTC
Belief however justified is still a belief
For any justification needs justification
It's belief too, turtles all the way down
And reason is a snake eating snake
Unless founded on the rock of truth
There's no justification even for reason
That which is always tentative and falsifiable
Is not knowledge but literally shifting sands
But we know truth like the blind on level ground
We fear but walk, not falling nor stumbling
Or as a babe touching and tasting all things
But always watched over, lest harm befall us
The rain falls on both good and evil
The earth bring forth food for man and beasts
For one good man the earth shall be spared
Good shall be good, and evil shall be evil
Sep 16, 2020
Sep 16, 2020 at 12:20 AM UTC
Harmony justifies…
The onward march of time
The warblers and dragonflies
The ants and twinspots
We are not just forgetful
We write poetry about
The forgotten…
Harmony justifies!
And so sullen
I was at daybreak
And so enchanted
I was at dusk
Aug 12, 2020
Aug 12, 2020 at 6:47 AM UTC
lying there undecided
pick a side and be divided.
Satan’s surgeons, masked death
robbing baby of first breath.
Wake up!
Pathetic,
Apathetic,
Surrogate murderers.
The 1% cannot justify
the thousands of voiceless screaming cries.
Awake us from our lullabies.
History awaits your alibi.
Another convenience ****
accepting societies numbing pill.
Will you concede to Evil’s will?
Or trade convenience for goodwill.
Mar 12, 2020
Mar 12, 2020 at 3:09 PM UTC
Your view
is skewed
and my view
is true
**** all that oppose
the spoken word.
This is the way
to our purity
and their salvation.
Feb 28, 2020
Feb 28, 2020 at 2:19 AM UTC
I remember...
The night my Daddy gave me his t-shirt,
And I wore it to bed
It smelled like him,
It felt like him,
It clothed me totally,
And made me feel so small
And now, it was mine!
And I loved it so...
And Daddy said to me:
"One day, you'll grow up into Daddy's t-shirt..."
But the years came and went,
And Daddy's t-shirt still didn't fit...
...More and more so,
But never perfect
And even today,
As I've become a Daddy myself,
My Daddy's t-shirt wears quite large
But it's still mine.
And it still covers me.
And I remember what Daddy said,
And this I know with all my heart:
One day, it shall fit perfectly.
.
Jul 14, 2019
Jul 14, 2019 at 1:04 AM UTC
the omittance of a standard
the justification of an action
the realness of pain
and still I laugh
Jun 7, 2019
Jun 7, 2019 at 12:02 AM UTC
You light me up like a Christmas tree
And I feel so juvenile
But I'm too chicken to say how I feel
Because I'm still in denial
Because there's so many words you've said
And I've wondered if they were for me
With so many words that I've said
You were always listening
Because I remember my words
And it appears you did too
You're a very good listener
For someone I've rarely spoken to
Because I'm running towards you
But is this the right way to go
I'm chasing after someone
Who I don't even know
We're flirting with the line
And I'm on the edge
Are you going to cross
Or stay true to your pledge
Jan 17, 2019
Jan 17, 2019 at 4:14 PM UTC
Alas, see one is
become unworthy
to question the mysteries of
salvation and sanctification.
When the believer,
the saint
falls into sin,
he is rendered silent
before the throne of God.
The awkward tension
between friend and foe
is felt.
he asks,
"What does it mean
to be saved?"
And though try as he might,
his jaw is sealed shut;
he dares not make a sound to speak.
Silent as silent accusations
pile upon himself.
In his mind, screaming
"LORD, HAVE MERCY!"
Yet dares not draw near
to pray.
Nov 1, 2018
Nov 1, 2018 at 11:49 PM UTC
The oppressor is not just the enslaver
The oppressor is the enslaved
They're the righteous majority that welcome chains
for consistency
Welcome the loss of privacy
for a false sense of safety
Welcome oppression
To support aggression against communities that don't understand why the loss of their lives is justified.
How do you justify the taking of any life?
How will you justify the taking of mine?
Aug 21, 2017
Aug 21, 2017 at 6:59 PM UTC
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stain amidst
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brethren
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dispersing
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on the sea
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Jul 31, 2015
Jul 31, 2015 at 2:20 PM UTC
i don't believe that someone's sadness should be justified. in fact, i don't think that a lot of people's feelings/emotions should always be justified for that matter. feelings are just that, feelings. and sometimes, our feelings don't always have to manifest from a case scenario, incident, or situation. sometimes, they just pop up. plain and simple. we are people, and things like this happen to all of us. sometimes, i get sad. and i feel like an ocean composed of disappointment and heartache is filling up my lungs, and that's okay. and if i don't know why i'm feeling that way, it's okay. i don't have to always give you an explanation, and that's okay too. the mere idea that we always need to disclose the reasoning behind our sadness, or our anger, or our happiness, is absurd. yes, i totally agree with the fact that bottling in feelings all the time is nowhere near okay and that you should find some way to cope with them and help you deal with them in a non destructive way, but what i don't agree with is the fact that when you spill your insides out to a person, it's assumed that you need to justify yourself. you don't always have to. and that's just where the truth lies.
May 13, 2015
May 13, 2015 at 1:59 AM UTC
They clash head on,
Swords ruling the battle,
War cries ringing loud.
The quickening of blood
Slowly painting crimson
The blades wielded by men.
I see the fire in your eyes,
Passion of your bravery
And courage of heart.
I see a gentleness of love
In your power and strength,
You fight as no other ever.
For the battle is not always
Clearly chosen for self,
But for whom is precious.
Dec 27, 2014
Dec 27, 2014 at 2:58 PM UTC
I'll have you think me crazy, to justify my own ineptness.
Brand me as lazy to ease the regret fest.
Bind me in safety nets so I can forget stress.
Tell me I'm fine, so I can accept less.
Nov 11, 2014
Nov 11, 2014 at 1:08 AM UTC
Conditional beyond reasonable
Is how our relationship sometimes feels...
More often than I'd care to admit.
My love is unconditional
And, therefore, can be easily used (abused?)
The value forgotten or blinded whenever I act human, imperfect, fragile or broken... Inconvenient I am. So are we all.
Where does your anger come from?
Taken for granted
Until you find something YOU miss.
Over and over again, this cycle persists...
Only according to your terms
Only if convenient
Only if it serves your sole purpose
Only if maintenance-free
Only if easy... Perfect... Not too much trouble...
UNTIL there is something you need...
From me.
Yes, boundaries are a necessity.
But relationships based on
Convenience for oneself
Are not relationships, at all..
They are one-way streets
Serving one person's agenda
Controlling, manipulative, self-serving, emotional toil...
And, somehow, always justifiable (in your eyes)
Because I am not who you want me to be...
I don't fit your "ideal" mold.
And you feel that is what you are owed?
(I honestly don't know...)
Except when you feel alone, afraid, or empty.
You don't dare lose what you can use! (abuse?)
But dare I say or do something amiss...
Your "conditions" will persist.
How do I say "stop!" when my role is to love, protect, and forgive?
Pain. What to do with all the pain.
If I tell, I will be blamed for my pain causing your pain...
This, my love, is NOT love.
No relationship of substance exists
When such rules and expectations persist.
Oct 26, 2014
Oct 26, 2014 at 12:46 PM UTC