Social Justice Poem

Justices Injustice

Heat from the gun still burns his skull

Work together they say

It might be fun but it seems more problems arise

We're all the same people

But we are all different people

Different but somehow still the same

Sun's up with more problems rising

Working hard but it seems it’s hardly working

Won’t follow if he’s not the same

But isn’t that the problem in the first place

It’s not that we want to be in first place

But we want to have our cake and eat it too

Not that different from you

We bleed

We need

Unity