Justice the Elusive Ideal

Flames in my heart turn to smoke and then mist in the air.  I move degredation my way to my power chakra to be dispelled.  I choose to deal with things that are acts of cruelty into a chamber in my mind.  I wish for a man in the desert to bring a sabre and vanquish all demonics with his heart of deity.  I pray on my knees as you question the gravity of my pain.  If you ask those questions, you know nothing of pain and you prefer to torture from a position of nasty power over me.  There will be an end to the siege and it will find completion in a whole new government and hierarchy.  Balance and organization will take place at the top and chaos will be dispelled.  The hell that we create for all of you will remain in anarchy and you will feel the pain that you have called on others.  JUSTICE, the elusive ideal, was the name of my freshman seminar in college.  We devoured "Plato's Republic", "The Book of Job", and a third book I cannot remember.  All of it was just contained in a perfect semester regime.