Justice I Seek Poem by MV Adjin

I am calling out from the grave,
I'm weeping for fairness undone,
I am screaming for justice long denied,
'Cause there must be equity somehow.

'Twas not long ago that they struck me down,
That I was dazed by the blows to my head,
That the blood trickled down the sides of my face
And silence of death swooped upon me.

A quiet Tuesday it all began,
When I was dressed in no finery of cloth;
Care and want had hollowed out my face,
Poverty had grown me unkempt.

So when that woman cried for a lost ring,
I looked like one to dispossess her,
And though I denied seeing a like jewellery,
The baying of the multitude drowned me out.

And before I could tear away to escape,
The sticks and stones were upon me,
Din of the mob inviting more anyway,
And soon I pulsed and writhed into death.

I died here on this land,
Lynched by mobs summoned by false alarm,
Innocent blood spilled for nothing,
And buried in a grave yet unmarked.

Years this injustice has been,
But since I'd not a valiant ancestor
Nor a godfather to plead my case,
I died cruel and ‘unavenged'.

My blood cries out from the ground now,
My soul seeks for vengeance;
My spirit yearns for fairness on others bestowed.
Now I cry for the justice long denied!