>≫Idea Of Justice

A Abdul Wahab Abdul Wahab
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Thousands of words have one meaning You never concede that you do not care about justice And I never give up insisting that nothing is wrong with me It is cognizable offense to say You go in your own way And I walk my own Because the air you pollute that is also my breath Democracy is not the rule of bullying majority The essence of it has nothing to do with physical or numerical strength But to respect the opinion of the opposition To protect the interest of weaker section To sort out the problems of people rise up by virtue of their being minority For god’s sack, please, do not ask A blind to see, a physically disabled to fight Myke Tyson A minor to compete with an adult in an open gave Please, never let the idea come into your mind That ‘’human rights ‘violation can be decided on the basis majority version And merit is judged among equals And removal of inequalities is called justice The meaning of your thousands of words which I get That you do not care about justice When you ask me to compete on merit Before removing my inequalities.

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