The Nacreous Oughts

02 April 2009

V. S. R.

Justice is a stranger to the world,
as am i:
Justice never was, & i
shall never be.

How is it such strangers came to lodge
here in Time?
On the road to what, were we
when the storm fell?

Justice did not come with me
nor i with it.
If we approach, we pass as strangers.
--Strangers, who don't want to meet.


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