Many of us were tasked with holding justice close.
But justice was lost.
We all thought justice was safe.
It seems impossible that justice was lost.
But you can’t lock justice in a safe.
You can’t take out an insurance policy on lost justice.
We always kept justice in our back pocket.
Justice might have slipped out of our back pocket.
We think it may have been lost when we sat down.
We sat down many times, in many places.
We sat down for hope.
We sat down for our neighbors.
We sat down for ourselves.
When we stood for justice,
Could someone have picked justice from our pocket?
Is there a justice thief?
Is it too late to search every place we sat down?
If you find justice it might be in the nick of time.