Damiel Echols... This is for you.

Skies stained blood-red,
fires burning,
mountains crumbling,
where is the justice now?
Pure of heart, mind and soul,
broken,
afraid,
misunderstood.
False words, all around,
choking, suffocating,
maiming all pure and true.
Never-healing scars,
forever to remain.
Where is the justice
in torturing these souls?
Where is the justice
in keeping them captive?
Justice is a fantasy,
a forgotten star,
a broken dream.
Minds filled with prejudice
against all not understood.
The smoke from the fire,
blackening hearts, polluting minds.
Clouded judgement got them in there.
The walls close in, no way out.
Dreaming, hoping for freedom.
Extinguish the fire,
clear all the smoke,
unclouded judgement
will get them out.