The Unrighteous justice by De Chris.
In a nearby river
There certain judge liveth
Who straight his name;and of God weaks
The respect for man,he out pees
On his throne of unrighteous
He makes malaise if man quakes
For no one to uncounted his say
And also unnamed heart-broken wife
Whose husband took his bags of life
And moved to made a strident strife
with the dead and of the silent living
In many a times,the woman kept asking and believing
That the judge'll wake for her washing
For justice,legal opponent she's facing
Thou unwilling the judge seems
For on the raising of sun-
At the dew of rain ; to himself
He says
I fear no God nor respect
Everything born of female,yet
Her bothers have my heart stray
Because she keeps me troubling
I'll see she get justice .
So she will stop coming
'cos her demand had me out wearing .
PROSE~POETRY
*CHRISTIAN ODINAKA* <De Chris SON OF THE SALT>
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