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Just Money

Just, lust, must,

Guts, gusts, and grubs

Champs, chumps, and lumps.

All in all, they all face the power of the just.

Who comes first, who loses is inapropos

As long as they know that injustices can’t go unpunished!

Crime, criminal, abuser, traitor, saviors

All have time to face the music, all pained.

Those who break it, must inevitably, dance to the tune,

The music of victory over poverty and those weakly,

Gingerly try to step away from heads that roll,

Playing the part of the weakling who’s accused wrongly.

Oh what would it be like to find a world where justice

Is not only a must, but applies to all stratas of societies

Whether poor, middle class, rich, or multicultural,

All revere the law and all that’s lawful.

Oh how convenient it is to fall into the cracks

Of those who judge others by their looks

Rather than their actions, that require faith in a broken

System that reveres the material more than ethics.

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