WEIGHT OF JUSTICE

Oh, lift me;

Lift me,
As a wave,
...delightfully dances to celebrate the ocean's roar.

Lift me,
As a dry weightless leaf,
As a single weightless quill,
...warmly embraces the atmosphere's 20.9% oxygen, displayed by its obedient followership.

Lift me,
With ease,
...as icey crystals aesthetically display the silver linings of the beautiful cloudy sky.

Lift me,
As dry dusts in stormy deserts,
...abreast the winds with joy and singing upon the  harsh scorches of an unforgiving sun.

Alas;

Heavy I am,
And weighed I lay.

Fallen, pierced and crushed upon the thorns of injustices.

Corruption pricking my very existence and fading my life to a state of inexistence.

My tomorrow?

Waning before my today from the lapses and failures of yesterday's self acclaimed "heroes"

I bleed!

My tomorrow?!

A future I crave, For the birthing of a breezy dawn for tomorrow's generation to wing up and soar.

Justitia!
I yelled,

Blindfolded you are,
but unlimited, is your sight!

Disciplined in action you are
and an accurate weigh and balance of justice
you command.

Your words like a sharp double edged sword.
Pronounce it!

Now,

I breathe,
I breathe,
I breathe again,

For I am,
no longer weighed or outweighed.

Because I live,
Protected,
by the WEIGHT of justice!

🕊

Callistus I. Okonkwor