A Short Prose

This is a short prose yesterday in my collection of prose about smells. This one has to do with something that has been on my mind and heart a lot lately.

XLVI. A Longing for Justice - This Season's Hot Scent - November 19, 2024

The sweet smell of justice is like honey and the sweetest flowers diffusing through nature that makes life a buzz with energy, work, and joy. However, right now the scent of justice has almost been wiped out because of the smells of fire, smoke, ash, and death scorching the landscape for miles and miles, and continuing to grow at a neck-breaking pace. Only in the most secluded areas of the forest can one detect the presence of the purest sweet scent of life and justice struggling to stay alive against the raging fires.

Only those that have smelled and tasted true justice can understand, imagine, and manufacture the scent named "A Longing for Justice" that can stir other senses awake from the numbing sensation from the endless and continuous stench of injustices that stretch from coast to coast, city to countryside, ultimately to individual hearts in a kind of slow-motion mass murder event.

"A Longing for Justice" though has a scent of life, freshness, and energy that isn't the real thing, but only a hint of an imitation, but still enough to cause hesitant feelings of joy and peace. It inspires those that wear it to practice life-giving justice in small ways like smiling and waving back to a child who yells hi as you walk down the street or holding a door open for someone coming behind and these small acts are contagious leading to bigger acts. Like joining a group of people on a sidewalk holding up signs and letting people hear your voice against mass deportations because we should be kind to the foreigners among us. Even though the deportations might not stop, the calls for justice will not stop for those who wear the scent called, "A Longing for Justice."

The injustices and smells of death will try and eventually affect not just the immigrants, but those who follow a different religion, identify in a different way, love in a different way, are educated, are deemed as weak, or those that don't agree with those in power and dare to speak up for others on their behalf.

But those in power will fail to realize that by attempting to squash the voices of dissent out, the popularity of the scent, "A Longing for Justice" will continue to grow in a way and at a pace that cannot be controlled.

The sweet as honey, intoxicating joyful scent will eventually be able to push against the powers of injustice in sheer strength of numbers and will eventually not just be a longing for justice, but true justice will return and reign the day. Because people will realize that justice's strength is not in judging, ridiculing, and punishing others, but seeking what is fair, right, and brings peace to all, not just a few.

So when the heavenly smell of justice seems to be replaced with the smells from hell's fires burning, we need to get out our bottle of "A Longing for Justice" and spray enough to walk through and cover our whole beings to show people that the smells of hell are not what life is supposed to smell like. To those who bravely wear "A Longing for Justice," be fearless and thank you!