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Friday, April 13, 2012

What Is Just?

Born into a world of sin,
As children we don't understand,
We don't know what's right and what's wrong,
Just that we have to go along.

Everyone is doing different things around us,
How do we know what's really Just?
Is it what we're taught or what feels right?
Something easily bought or something we have to fight?

Some are taught to kill, some are taught to love,
For the same goal, to reach that place above!
Some are taught that very place doesn't exist,
And for that reason countries are telling their people to enlist!

We're told to work for our money,
But how can we in such a bad economy?
Forced to hustle, Forced to steal,
Then they look down on us, like something ill.

Society itself is nothing but a prison,
Locking us in, but what's the reason?
Threw into this mass of confusion,
Same thought, we need a resolution.

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