Color Me Bad Poem by S. I. Rednow

When I seek Gods kingdom in all that I do
The Comforter comes to carry me through

And I'll give no excuse for conviction of heart
If wrong in the end it was wrong from the start

Can punishment hinge on the color of skin
With a process so flawed then how can I win

Our scales of wickedness starting to rust
So weighted with bias, forever unjust

When money determines the counsel received
The systems perverted, the verdict deceived

Travesty born to bring injustice to light
With God on my side I continue the fight

The scales of God justice are polished with truth
His judgment is fair and His Son is our proof