There comes a time
Caution seems best
Then, comes the time
When all you can feel is regret
Your words, your actions
How altruistic they seemed
Once, but now desperately weak
In the face of the neverending threat
Your face contorts with anger
Your heart hardens with determination
They have gone too far
You've been too nice
Or have you?
The lines blur as your thoughts race
The lines of right and wrong
What is more effective? What is not?
There comes a time,
Life seems at peace
At least, then comes a time
When you curse the blindness
Have you finally found the light?
You shy away from the truth
Not because you are afraid of it,
but because you can do nothing about it
Helplessness strangles you,
And, frustration is quick to follow
Suddenly stemmed by determination and sorrow
One day, you'll see
Feel free to be free
Of the restraints of lines
The choice is yours.
Peace without Justice?
Or Justice till Peace?
Oh, I love the last line.