Social Justice Poetry

Doomsday Clock | A Social Justice Poem by G. Louis Heath

Who has the verve for social justice?
Who has the nerve to dare think and

act on a thought ticking us back to a
future more than three minutes to mid-

night? Who will lift a hand to that
Gloomy Clock? When will living flesh

rebel against Organized Death? Who
will end this grim meaninglessness?

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