poems about justice

Collaboration and Peace

It’s not so difficult
For people to come together
In a spirit of
Collaboration and peace,
It just requires that we
Put aside the need to
Feel superior to some other
Person or group,
Label them as other so
We can push them aside,
Project our inner wounds on them,
Take advantage of them
For personal gain.
Getting along with others
Is possible, countless people
Co-exist in harmony every day,
We’re wired to be social,
Now all we need to do is
Heal the individuals who
Promote the mistaken notion
That we’re somehow different
From one another and always
Have to be in conflict.


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How to Solve All the World’s Problems

A strange bunch of
Confounded creatures we are,
Thinking only of our own needs,
Killing to amass more and
More meaningless stuff,
Smearing our inner
Hurts on each other,
Coalescing into tribes
Of beings who are just
As broken as we are.

How to solve all the
World’s problems:
Provide mental health
Services for everyone,
Starting in childhood and
Continuing regularly
Throughout adulthood,
In order to help people heal
So they are able to
Love themselves and others.

Some People

Some people
Suffer as children
And become adults
Who inflict the same
Pain on others.

Some people
Suffer as children
And become adults
Who alleviate
Others’ pain.

Bloom

A seed blows in
From some unseen
Place and finds a
Spot where it’s needed.
A little time passes,
Peace and love
Bloom everywhere.

Everything in His Power

He grew up in a
Horribly abusive family,
Passed around from
One ghastly relative to
Another, surrounded by
Chaos and violence
No matter where he went.

Eventually channeled into
The foster care system,
He lived with several
Families that seemed to
Have other things in mind
Other than really loving and
Caring for children like him.

Now in his forties,
He’s successful beyond
His wildest dreams, and
Does everything in
His power to make sure
No one has to go through
What he did.

Crusade

Ideology obliterating reality,
Adherence to party line paramount,
Superseding humanity,
Decisions made solely to benefit
A few unworthy ghouls
Sitting in their castles
Plotting the next crusade
No matter the number of casualties.

Insignificant

They mean business,
They’ll do anything
To get what they want,
Remorselessly destroy all
Obstacles in their path,
Including the planet
Where they live,
Just to try to silence
The voice inside that tells
Them they are insignificant,
The same one they
Heard when someone
They trusted betrayed them
And made them
Lose all hope.

Purely by Chance

He takes every opportunity
To bray about how
He’s made his own fortune,
Even though he knows
That all he’s had to do
Is be born purely by chance
Into a prosperous family and
Work far less than
Any person toiling for
Minimum wage, but that
Doesn’t sound as good as
Bragging about how well
He gambles the wealth
He inherited, an act that
Requires absolutely no genius.

Health Insurance Policy

Every time I see how
Little is covered on my
Health insurance policy
For such a preposterous
Amount of money,
I’m reminded of how
Much better everything
Would be if I could
Bypass these corporate leeches,
Go to any doctor, get
Any procedure done, and
Just have it billed to
Medicaid or some other
Program funded by me and my
Fellow citizens because
We all care for each other and
Believe in the common good
Rather than ordinary greed.