People Who Belong In Jail Poem by Hebert Logerie

What kind of justice is that?
People who belong in jail
Are not there. By a shadowy veil
They are protected like a big cat
They are surrounded by heavy armors
And grossly underpaid soldiers
Albeit, jerks who belong to hell
Are there. That's where they belong
They're paying for what they did wrong
On earth, the chief does not go jail
But the assistants are paying the price
This is unfair and unjust. This is not nice
What kind of justice is that?
The fat cat is not sleeping on the mat.

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