I’m looking for something to write about
sitting here grasping at straws
it seems strange to me
when killers go free
while the innocent spend their whole life on pause

The rich get away with murder
always having their say
the poor rot in jail
their whole life for sale
it’s always been that way

We have a chance to change things
we have a chance to talk
if we walk away, and they win the day
the killers will always walk

© 2014 Michael Ethan Landau all rights reserved