"Justice where are your glasses, cause it's obvious you're blind to how bad these times has gotten? Instead of instilling fear, you're more of a joke. A butt end without a punch line. Got more guns than soldiers, some crooked it as fuck, making it hard to figure out the good ones, but when I'm standing before you, you let the guilty go free, while condeming the ones you swore to protect. Justice where are your glasses? Where is your touch to comfort the dead and gone? Cause you catch these people dead to rights, and give them lite sentences, cause money is now building more jails, preaching rehabilitation, but in the free world, time with you, bring frightened closed minded people, whether than saying "They did their time. Now, give them the chance to be productive or keep them. Can never understand what you stand for, looking at you so blinded, in need of glasses, but you say "I can see." And, you wonder why this generation loves you, willing to sit in your houses, and think of how they got away with their crimes. Justice, I'm pleading get some glasses, cause it's fucked up out here."
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