Poetic Justice
You sit loose and all fancy-free...
Your riches engulf your eyes to see.
Maybe it's your own selfish desire.
Or the clothes that impress your attire.
Could it be you think your the smartest?
Perhaps your stuck on you or your the best?
What is it like;to think your better?
I hope you finally open this letter:
For inside these shameful line reside.
As children dye starving on planet earth.
While you support your hide and worthO
Our Men dying in Wars around us too.
Just so you can be a wealthy and selfish you.
Still we have not changed our barbaric ways.
As for the letter I hope it sticks and stays...
One line that may hurt the most is your choice.
Heaven is designed for just your soul,spirit and voice!
Your not taking this with you in your time of need.
Poetic Justice will upset you more as you read.
The new beat is for all to change and must.
After-all the joker of Justice is Just-us...
For knowledge is obtained and learned.
What page did you forget to turn?
I thought friendships were the most important thing.
I'm truly sorry you sought vanity and this stings.
If your stuck there in confusion and can't sort it out.
Your most likely the One it's not all about.
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