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Justice doesn't exist

 




Image source: Jamaica Observer


Sometimes I sit down and think to myself as to whether or not I would really want to bring a child into this world under these conditions. When watching television here in Jamaica, one of the most popular sentiments you will hear is " We want justice" but how many of these cries are actually heard?  Like many other things here in Jamaica you can get certain needs depending on or only if you are 'Sir Tom or Miss Prudence' living in a mansion. Justice does exist but exist for a selected few and that is the truth of the matter. We can take our eyes to overseas and see the fear that people live in because of a justice system that has failed them but we can keep our eyes right here at home and realize that this system wasn't created for us 'average' Jamaicans.

   We have to learn to educate ourselves so that we can use our voice and not accept any and anything that is served on a platter to us because we don't know any better. We have to get up and get out and not talk about an issue for a while but make it stain the streets like the blood of the innocent. As it relates to my brothers and sisters who have decided to join the legal system my only hope is that you are venturing in this field because you want to make changes and not just because you are blinded by dollar systems. Please don't strip yourself of the garments that show you right and fair and put on garments that will make you look more appealing to those who have adopted you into your new field.

Many of us turn a blind eye to the acts of injustice around us until it arrives on our doorsteps. What will we do? Will we cry for a day or will we speak up each and everyday so that changes are implemented? We can't wait on the bigger heads to stand up and do it for us because they are benefiting from all of this either directly or indirectly. We are the ones who are losing loved ones. Washing away the blood stains will not remove the stains of hurt upon our heart. We have to make changes today so that we can give some level of assurance to the generations to come.

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