"Justice was like coloured balls in a magician's hand,
changing colour and shape all the time beneath the light of politics.”
“Peace": the fruit of justice done especially to the Self.”
“The white man will never be alone. Let him be just,
and deal kindly with my people. For the dead are not powerless.”
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| “Justitia” by Bodo Kampmann. |
Midweek Motif ~ Justice
or Poetic Justice
Have you experienced or seen justice? Whereas Justice is a social and legal concept, Poetic Justice is a literary device. I always found poetic justice much more satisfying! Examples of poetic justice:
- Disney films, most specifically animated films, often use poetic justice as an ending device with the hero being rewarded, and the villain being punished in ironic and, occasionally, fatal ways.
- The Wile E. Coyote and Road Runner cartoons feature repeated instances of poetic justice, as Wile E. Coyote always sets traps for Road Runner, only to end up in the traps himself.
- Oedipus Rex in trying to prevent his foretold fate brings it upon himself as does King Kamsa in the ancient Sanskrit story of Krishna.
Your
Challenge: Create a poem centering on Justice or Poetic Justice.
Justice
By Langston Hughes
That Justice is a blind goddess
Is a thing to which we black are wise:
Her bandage hides two festering sores
That once perhaps were eyes.
I am unjust, but I can strive for justice.
My life’s unkind, but I can vote for kindness.
I, the unloving, say life should be lovely.
I, that am blind, cry out against my blindness.
Man is a curious brute—he pets his fancies—
Fighting mankind, to win sweet luxury.
So he will be, though law be clear as crystal,
Tho’ all men plan to live in harmony.
Come, let us vote against our human nature,
Crying to God in all the polling places
To heal our everlasting sinfulness
And make us sages with transfigured faces.
What will we do
when there is nobody left
to kill?
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40,000 gallons of oil gushing into
the ocean
But I
sit on top this mountainside above
the Pacific
checking out the flowers
the California poppies orange
as I meet myself in heat
I’m wondering
where’s the Indians?
all this filmstrip territory
all this cowboy sagaland:
not
a single Indian
in sight
. . . .
(Read the rest HERE at The Poetry Foundation.)
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