Injustice Anywhere

injustice anywhere
injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere--thank you dr. Martin King. in the distance i hear the metro reeling by, only briefly, just enough to hear its apparition like whistling whisper.

i wonder about injustice. i believe injustice affects us in the way that people suffer from and as a result of injustice. i wonder... how long does injustice remain on our minds? how long goes it stay?is it a visitor who knocks at our door, enters our home and stays longer than we desire? if so, then we are bothered, we are inconvenienced. yes, oh injustice you have overstayed your welcome-- you have disturbed tranquility and wrecked my pristine picture of life.injustice not only overstays its welcome, enough to make me on edge and uncomfortable and mindful of so much in life-- injustice walks deeper into my life, penetrating the flesh, to the marrow of my existence. once its settled in amongst the calcium fortified skeleton, it travels with great speed to the most vital organ, the heart. with large, gripping hands it stretches and pulls my heart in every imaginable direction... contorting its natural beating state until blood of passion, anger, desire and conviction oozes out.blood stains me.

i am left with a remarkable red reminder of how injustice causes vicious, violent, vexing suffering on life. on Enis, Marthe, Lavorn... and on inumberably others.from sweatshop slavery in Honduras to restavec slavery in Haiti.i believe once an individual has heard or seen injustice, no matter if the extent lasted as long as the whispering whistle of the metro ... a person is never the same