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The Dyke Triumphs


It should come as no surprise

the injustice is a tale as old as time

haves and greater-thans ignore broken cries.

They take and take, and punch and climb-

//

Over poor, broken, helpless -- not leaving a dime

because different or other equals fair game

even with players unaware of brutal crimes,

ADIKIA -- Injustice grows to fame.

//

But like another story told; proclaimed,

Dike--Dyke rises to defense of justice and what's right.

Throttling bigots, racists and bullies all the same.

Protecting those cowering in the face of a long dark night

//

This defeat remains true throughout history on the Kypselos Chest.

What's fair and right lights true and comes at victims' behest.

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