Fair? Unfair?

“Justice shall serve everyone,” they say.
We are subject to it—
That cannot be changed
By prayers.

Do not kneel before thee
To forgive your deed.
Karma will find
Its way and feed.

How bitter can I ever
Wish to be?
Stand where I stood—
You would want to flee.

The wrath of hate
Cannot change my fate,
For what I am meant,
I shall suffer till death