Poem: The Wheel of Justice is Turning

Slowly, the wheel of justice is turning.
People for plain decency are yearning,
Using only peaceful means to speak truth,
Like a mother her child trying to soothe.

Slowly, the wheel of justice is turning.
Vast oceans on all sides begin churning.
Practitioners stand silent and regal,
Yet, Falun Gong is soon made illegal.

Faster, the wheel of justice is turning.
How could it be that in heaps what’s burning,
Are books about morals, meditation,
And improving through self-cultivation?

Faster, the wheel of justice is turning.
How could there be no proper discerning,
Arresting, torturing, killing good folk,
As if they’re bad, making justice a joke?

Faster, the wheel of justice is turning.
How could it be these virtues they’re learning,
Are now regarded as something to stop?
An evil regime gone over the top.

Quickly, the wheel of justice is turning.
Righteousness and the Law are returning.
Practitioners spread truth throughout the land,
Tranquil and determined, they take a stand.

Quickly, the wheel of justice is turning.
Corrupted villains power is draining.
As they are put on trial in many courts,
Their evil deeds are revealed in all sorts.

The wheel of justice strikes deep like a sword,
Protecting mankind and slaying discord.
Those persecutors beware of your fate,
Learn the truth right now, before it’s too late!