Justice?

Skipping in long green grass
White daisies standing tall.
Glowing bright sun shining down on your freckled, sunkissed face
creating a halo glow around your straw summer hat that sits on your long healthy golden locks.

Walking miles,
hard black rubble beneath your feet.
Fierce heat glowering down directly above your braided hair.
Making that large, heavy, clay pot of dirty water balancing on your head, you walked hours to collect
That bit heavier.