Poetic Justice

Can my words
put anything right?
Can they help those
who suffer in all their plight?
Stop bombs and guns
in the middle of a fight?
And the powers that be
with all of their might?
Does it make any difference
if i write?

Or is my writing
just academic?
My questions
only epistemic?
A feeble attempt
at being empathetic
with no real chance
of stopping a polemic
Aesthetic text
administered as anesthetic

What if justice just was
a dream of the past?
Made up by poets
whose time didn’t last
Can mere verse
transcend color and caste
when the pain is so
widespread and vast,
like words from the book
to uplift the downcast?

What good does it do
to be but criticizing?
Do i add insult to injury
with my philosophizing?
Can a writer really be
this surprising,
a deus ex machina
to create an uprising?
Or is this simply
too much fantasizing?

 

Is lady justice blind?

 I keep witnessing the horror on the news, and sometimes i feel completely lost and don't know how on earth i can make any difference. Yet, i just feel compelled to write.