INJUSTICE BEFORE MY EYES

The poem below, is one of my favorites until now. There may be errors but the time when I wrote this didn't have experience. I haven't modified until now and kept the charm of the poem how I wrote.

I remember writing this poem in my 8th grade, in my Biology lab class (*times in rosary*), where I was waiting for my turn to see something through the microscope!

The topic, would make you people realize that am sounding like this activist or something.. lol.. But its not, the poem is purely imaginary and its not written to hurt anyone's feelings.

And one more happy thing about this poem is that I have posted this in a journalism website and if you google my name or topic you can read the poem there also:):)

Have a look...

Injustice before my eyes

Oh, what a pity!
For that man,
He's dying out of suffering
"Pain, Pain",he cried
He is whipped for a
wrong judgment!
He was dragged to the king,
His family was left alone,
People were standing around
his wife and children,
Nobody gave them a helping hand!
She went away weeping,
crying, she left her soul behind...
I was badly ashamed!
"It was a sin", I said to myself!
This thought made me think,
How bad I was,
For I was a judge who got a bribe!
As I think back why,
Why did I do such a sin?
For I didn't have anything to win!!

*S.H.A.R.A.N.Y.A*