When Justice Arrives
🌟 When Justice Arrives
by Zipolita
When justice arrives,
it won’t knock politely.
It will roar like truth
rising from the ocean floor,
dripping with secrets
they tried to bury in gold.
It will not wear a suit.
It will wear the faces
of every silenced child,
every survivor who whispered,
"I was there,
but no one would listen."
When justice arrives,
it won’t ask for permission.
It will burst into boardrooms,
strip titles from tyrants,
pull masks from the pious,
and say,
“You were never above this.”
It will rewrite the headlines
they paid to control.
It will unlock the sealed vaults
and set the files free —
names etched in ledgers,
not legends.
It will walk into courtrooms
with steady feet
and trembling voices
finally heard.
The guilty will not be able to hide
behind money, flags,
or sharpie signatures.
When justice arrives,
no PR firm will save them,
no pardon will shelter them,
no handshake will wash their hands clean.
There will be trials,
not of vengeance
but of reckoning.
Lies will burn like paper in flame,
and the truth will rise,
smoke-colored and unstoppable.
Those who covered it up
will be dragged into daylight:
the enablers, the editors,
the ones who whispered “not now,”
the ones who said “protect the legacy,”
not the children.
When justice arrives,
it will taste like tears
but feel like peace.
It will not be perfect,
but it will be real.
And the world will know —
we were not crazy,
we were not alone,
and the silence we broke
was the first stone
in the crumbling of their kingdom.
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