Mis Justice

2.3 million people locked up, the U.S. has the highest incarceration rate in the world. One out of 100 American adults is behind bars – while a stunning one out of 32 is on probation, parole, prison

For a system built on equality

Rarely found- true, don't you know

Many come to atone for their wrongs

But they sacrifice their soul

"Justice" would be her street name

And that's not it at all

Mistakes, little or big, all seem to dig,

And the digging leads to a Hell

A system bent on saving itself

With jobs to maintain and create

Self preservation becomes her identity

Striving on her ability to self perpetuate

And those who fall into the cracks

When the cracks turn in to holes

In coming to right their wrongs

They have to sell their souls

At the scales of 'Mis Justice'

The weights are tipped one way

Innocent until proven guilty.....

Is only what we used to say

To Err is to be human

To forgive, however, divine

When God comes to take those scales back

Mis Justice may be a friend of mine

The scales that once had meaning

Justice used to protect us all

Once the good side, now corrupt

Makes a victim of us all

All of us are human

Mistakes should help us grow

It takes water and light, however,

To amend the seed we sow

But this is all taken from us

And the damage perpetual too

Another family broken down

To save the jobs of a few

When Mis Justice claims another generation,

The children growing in this pain

The system wins their souls as collateral damage,

And Mis Justice perpetuates again

Don C

Author's Note

This reliance on mass incarceration has created a thriving prison economy. The states and the federal government spend about $74 billion a year on corrections, and nearly 800,000 people work in the industry.