JUSTICE 'S ECHO

To the shadow walker, the taker of trust, A silent echo in the violated space. Your existence stains the morning light, A darkness that demands an ending place. The voice of justice cries out, sharp and clear, For recompense that matches the broken deed. And to those who weaponize the sacred word, Who twist the plea for help into a lie, Let the scales balance, heavy and precise. No shield of fogged mind or chemical haze Should hide the intent to wound another's name. If one offense merits absolute reply, Then the calculated falsehood must also see the blade of law. Feminism stands on ground of simple fairness, A plea for equal footing on the earth, Not a banner waving bitterness for men. It seeks the sunlit path where all may walk Without the fear of ambush in the dark. It is about the right to simply be, Unburdened by the threat, unchained by wrong. No to the violation, the theft of self, And no less fiercely, no to the deliberate scar Made by a liar's tongue upon the innocent. Equality is the compass we follow, A call for respect, mutual and deep. Let courage face the truth, unmasked and bare.