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Justice is the lifeblood of society.
It runs and fights
And bleeds through my veins.
Justice is the highest calling of good men.
A man who cares not for justice is not a man but a beast.

I am also for truth.
I distrust the justice of this world
I'm skeptical of anything people tell me
"Look at this injustice! look here and here and here"
Everyone echoes everyone.

People cry out when one man is killed by the state,
And it's right that they do so,
But then they go on about their day
When thousands of children
Are poisoned, burned, and cut to pieces by their mothers.

Fuck you and your "justice"
Fuck you and your utopia

You wouldn't know injustice
If it were ripped from its womb
And placed in a hazmat bag
To be discarded with the rest of the days trash. 
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