Our Voice Volume 7 by Scot McAtee

  What is justice in this world?

  Sweet salty tears

  Or acid blood-driven years?

  Joy filled days of forgiven fate

  Or crumbling buildings in decay?

  Heart-felt laughter of children at play

  Or toppled cried of dismay

  Warm blankets, giving way to sleep

  Or broken down minds left to weep

  Fresh aromas linger everywhere there

  While the rest of us break and tear

  -HD

  The story of us is written in our skin, our face

  Body movement, and the way we laugh.

  It is screamed at us, little that we can do

  But show who we are

  Others try to deceive us with looks and locks

  But we just can’t see

  That’s why we believe

  Into making ourselves entangled in their silly cause

  So don’t edit your story, because it’s already written

  HD