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What is Justice What is justice Does it have a color, does it have a temperature The blacker the shooter the louder the news The tighter the noose Equality seems to download slower for those it doesn’t favor Section 8 flats raise ghetto minded soldiers Trained to live in prison cells While leaving empty sits in classrooms Mothers raising fathers because their fathers left them, now live in prisons, physically, emotionally & mentally That means when they have their kids they will probably leave them What Is Justice Generational curses bless the defenseless Praising violence because slave masters Programmed them to hate knowledge Think less and work more labour after labour While slave masters stole roots away from their family trees, then told them to go figure out their identities, Black Kings and Queens demoralized and carried in shackles, to rebel they now wear more ice than a cold fridge, painted in movies as villains but have more knowledge than those that run universities, but stuck behind the walls of justice fighting all kinds of adversities, like starting a race with no legs to run with, stuck in one place, asking themselves what is justice What is Justice Is justice a word we chase in a world imprisoned by the thought of equality? it doesn’t work if it doesn’t end in a tragedy, wearing hoodies, selling cigarettes, simply driving, could determine the end of you, living everyday under pressure like living through an interview, or facing the end of a loaded barrow, Yelling please don’t shoot, while the one holding the gun comes to take your tomorrow, these black tears have cried till they have ran dry, social justice tried and still couldn’t change justice now we challenge the notion of which life matters more, black or blue This world got no clue acting like history never took place, in a race of race, forgetting those who sacrificed for us to win the global race how much more should the dark skinned give to get an ounce of freedom What is justice Is justice a word or a curse to the darker skinned, is justice determined based on one’s pigmentations, causing deeply rooted segregation, “all man are created equal” but we forgot about the sequel, in the end it tells us that we are not equal... So... What is justice?
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May 29, 2020
May 29, 2020 at 12:26 PM UTC
What is Justice
What is Justice What is justice Does it have a color, does it have a temperature The blacker the shooter the louder the news The tighter the noose Equality seems to download slower for those it doesn’t favor Section 8 flats raise ghetto minded soldiers Trained to live in prison cells While leaving empty sits in classrooms Mothers raising fathers because their fathers left them, now live in prisons, physically, emotionally & mentally That means when they have their kids they will probably leave them What Is Justice Generational curses bless the defenseless Praising violence because slave masters Programmed them to hate knowledge Think less and work more labour after labour While slave masters stole roots away from their family trees, then told them to go figure out their identities, Black Kings and Queens demoralized and carried in shackles, to rebel they now wear more ice than a cold fridge, painted in movies as villains but have more knowledge than those that run universities, but stuck behind the walls of justice fighting all kinds of adversities, like starting a race with no legs to run with, stuck in one place, asking themselves what is justice What is Justice Is justice a word we chase in a world imprisoned by the thought of equality? it doesn’t work if it doesn’t end in a tragedy, wearing hoodies, selling cigarettes, simply driving, could determine the end of you, living everyday under pressure like living through an interview, or facing the end of a loaded barrow, Yelling please don’t shoot, while the one holding the gun comes to take your tomorrow, these black tears have cried till they have ran dry, social justice tried and still couldn’t change justice now we challenge the notion of which life matters more, black or blue This world got no clue acting like history never took place, in a race of race, forgetting those who sacrificed for us to win the global race how much more should the dark skinned give to get an ounce of freedom What is justice Is justice a word or a curse to the darker skinned, is justice determined based on one’s pigmentations, causing deeply rooted segregation, “all man are created equal” but we forgot about the sequel, in the end it tells us that we are not equal... So... What is justice?
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This is not what we were taught in school Fights, mayhems, police arrests and brutalities In the soiled streets. Compatriots, it's never cool To see so much blood and so many fatalities. Competing banners are everywhere. A ticker- Tape parade has gone wrong. Terror and horror Got together for the wrong reasons, at the wrong Place. There are too many obscenities in the song. I am so stunned that I don't want to say too much The images are absolutely nefarious and repugnant This is unbelievable. America does not deserve such A ferocious slap in the face. This is lewd and aberrant. Copyright © October 2020, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poetry.
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Jul 6, 2025
Jul 6, 2025 at 5:48 AM UTC
A Dreamy Democracy In Danger
Here’s my hefty, over-lumbered case to put you in: suggestions on a pin to ***** your dogma, error’s commas captivating run-ons with their length prolonged for lack of strength unseen in staying parts - your wants is off the charts! But needs are nadirs; we all stoop to let them talk us into something. Independence *** thing) wrecks your time and chews your peace apart. Your heart beats out a chapter shorter now each night - the longing makes it right and lubs the biggest dub of all - recordings of the ball, the master moldering in some storage tomb alone for adding rooms onto the house you’ll owe forever for. Why snore you with my secret? Loud man come, inventing orders - hupping-to shreds being into blue. Who showed me out of there? Who whisked without a care and smashed the batter of your special batch: for sure, at times, a catch, but else an error, comma, asterisk, rappelling down your robe of risk?
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Aug 31, 2018
Aug 31, 2018 at 4:40 PM UTC
Signal to Noise