At times, we are a victim and life does not seem fair.
At times, the lack of justice is more than we can bear.
The need to see that justice is done, in one’s own eyes,
Is only but an anchor to the soul who yearns to rise.
The deeper the wound to be, the harder the anchor to see;
The deeper the wound to be, the harder the soul to free.
Let God determine justice and how it’s carried through.
Let God reset the scales as only He can do.
At times our lives are wronged, our journey plagued with plight;
There is no retribution, no means to make it right.
The need to see that justice will triumph and prevail,
Is only but an anchor to the soul who yearns to sail.
The deeper the wound to be, the harder the anchor to see;
The deeper the wound to be, the harder the soul to free.
Let God determine justice and how it’s carried through.
Let God reset the scales as only He can do.
- Lisa Murphy Taylor © 2007
www.poemeopathy.com
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