Life
is unfair to the dark side
Anything
not so good are always said about it
The
obvious being that no one knows what is there
Even
if eyes stares hard
The
mind cannot conceive what was seen by the eyes
Oh!
Dear what an injustice
In
a spherical world of two possibilities
Truth
and injustice has no clear definition
And
standards are adjusted at whim
Hands
and voices of the crowd celebrate for whatever the stage presents
But
none from the crowd pulls the strings
None
has a head
For
is from that sea which holds that which is far from the eyes
That
comes that which meets injustice
The
sun points its’ light to the world
But
just to a particular portion
Know
you this
What
goes around comes around
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