Justice
Slashing, my chains unheard
Wrists bleeding red against the chill of metal
Is there anyone who'd beleive me?
My soul pleading not guilty
Voice dry
The pain not shedding
Peeling away the last bit of my dignity
Stranded in a cage
Though born free like the wind
I've lost my last hope
Burned off like a candle within
Hang in there is all I hear
Where exactly? I ask
Maybe my own heart
Just ice
For Justice
- Monisha Vyas
The just-ice for Justice? Iconic.
