Injustice is one of those words that pisses me off as soon as I hear it. It even sounds like its definition: unfair; wrong; a violation of rights. I don't think you can even say it without hissing a little.
But life isn't fair, right?
How many times have we all heard that turn of phrase? The fact that it's become so cliche speaks to what a ridiculous cop-out that response is when faced with unfairness. So what if life's not fair. Does that mean we sit back and do nothing about it?
It's not fair that there is a group of orphans in Velikoretskoye, Russia who will spend their childhood in an orphanage.
It's not fair that in Russia, the word "orphan" is synonymous with the word "worthless."
It's not fair that I can't ensure these kids I love won't fall into a life of drugs, or alcohol or prostitution.
It's Just. Not. Fair.
But when life isn't fair, I can still "be the change I wish to see in the world." I can still seek justice for the oppressed. I can still love.
And love kick's injustice's ass.