Alma Novaes

 

No justice at all

This has always been 

one of my causes. 

The balance.

The middle way.

And when the fight 

is your only chance, fight

It is everyone's right. 

I've been waiting for justice 

all my life, broken in years. 

I cultivate patience 

and await the seal 

of my freedom.

What a sad world 

this is that, 

from appeal to appeal, 

from court to court, 

from corridor to corridor, 

hides itself from transparencies 

and dissolves itself into minutiae, 

to still shield itself, justify itself 

in the absence of what it says it is, 

no Justice at all.