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Is It Fair?
Justice on this earth is meager, to say the least;
As the laws of nature are not in our time frame.
When we act like a fool and get caught, we know;
When we are good, we expect the Lord's blessings.
But the rain falls on the just and the unjust as well;
With the storms of life independent of our actions.
I question this, trying to understand how the good,
Those who have sown no evil, have their lives torn apart.
Is it fair? I ask.
I don't understand this justice that seems so indiscriminate;
Unable to understand, I cannot use my logic to deduce.
What is the balance to be achieved on this karmic wheel?
Or is it not a personal debt at all, simply mankind's action?
A random balance of the creatures that inhabit mother earth;
Without any logic of justice, only happenstance and chance.
Balancing the debt, sowing and reaping, the law is met;
Earthly souls keeping the wheel turning, the penalties churning.
Is it fair? I ask.
Glory to God, justice will be measured out personally one day;
But in this earthly existence, we are told, ‘Do not judge.'
What you see is not the eternal reality, but a temporary burden;
Selected by some method that we are not meant to know.
But God, in His wisdom, brings His power to those in need;
Upholding those who rely and depend on Him to supply peace.
Sometimes, the just pays the debt of the unjust, day after day;
While other times, we are saddled with our own burdens to bare.
But, is it fair? I ask.
21Mch09
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