Grant a restoration

loureedraven3Oh justice

you queer creature

when did it become


to be so clouded?

if I were a storm

I’d gather your secrets

and rub them clear

from obscured tempest

capturing land with fists of murder

Oh justice

they ask me

what I want for my future

it’s not me I am concerned for

but the child who is let-down

before he begins

pain the innocent suffer

just for resisting easier path

sin is the great reaper

so many follow and worship

it becomes hard to see clearly

what is right anymore

oh justice

I would leave this world now

my last breath

if you could grant a restoration

put order back

arrange the books on the shelf

so people will come and read

truth may be dusty

but she is sorely

in need