I STILL WANT JUSTICE

Dark and creepy in sight
A rotten egg smell
The nasty smell of injustice
The smell of unheard cries

No colors in sight
Seems like a basement
An electric chair in the middle
I think someone die in here

Where on earth am i?
Will I be next to die?
The chains and chair life threatening
I want to run and hide

I’m alone
Only me and the four walls
All I’ve dah since the first day
Taken in for murder

This four armed men
Trying to take advantage of me
Helpless I had to fight
Ending up in a murder case

That was self defense wasn’t it
Its been over 3 years
No trial no nothing since
I thought they cared

Its finally over, I get it
I’m fully adapted to this life
The darkness has become a safe heaven
BUT I STILL WANT JUSTICE

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