Injustice

This is a bit weird. It just kind of poured out in a bit of a mess, but whatever.

Where’s the justice in
The hanging innocent;
White crystal coal,
Dripping diamond scarlet,
Swathed in crushed
Words
Of the preaching criminal

Celestial rips encircle
The grey cloud and
Pressure
The soul in limbo.

Tectonic tears force
Burning walls,
Sapphire, ruby,
Ebony touch does
Scald the brave and bury the numb

I love it. Especially the last line. Good work!