Once, a teacher punished me for humming an annoying tune during quiet time. I didn't do it! The boy who really did the humming laughed. "That's life. It strengthens you," says the voice of wisdom.
But if life's not fair, how can it be just?
Life doesn't consult the scale to create poetic justice.
The sun shines equally on those who are ethical and kind
as it does on those who would prefer to live in darkness.
Too often, justice is absent from structures feigning impartiality.
Intelligentsia argue about its origins, cannot prove its blindness or if it's merely guided
by suppositions myopically slanted.
Still I'm glad for complicated idea(l)s that challenge humanity,
a child striving to reach adulthood.
(For Poets United.)