Walking Down the Trial
Sour Eye Conviction
Life as my sentence
Slanderspiel conniption revealed.
In spite of contempt for resentment
In the real with a vengeance
As the plaintiff or defendant
Projecting thoughts relentless
For creative independence
Beyond vaguely cast shadows
On plainly evident
Acceptance of past precedence.
Supportive slaps
To hapless bored faces
Aptly trying
More and more cases
Of unorthodox forms of gross sentiment
Anecdotal therapy
For the aimlessly pestilent
On uncomfortable course
To forced discontentment.
Resourcefully negligent
Pleading for lenience
Appearing to me
To breathe for convenience
Minds so diseased
And wildly obsessed with
Every suggested luxury
Mildly depressive
Not so reluctantly
With preference perceived as necessity
Denying eyes
The crime’s scene accessory
Adding complexity to the recipe
Every discrepancy nicely plated
For jaded peers serving on juries
More worried that they could be next
Than concerned about what
Would be best for the rest.
I simply could not conspire.
In light of the fire with liars
Confessing to find them the stranger.
Doing the crime
For love of the danger
Then angered by the consequence.
For you I have no compliments
As common sense is biased
By twists of circumstance
Willing to try us
With insecure weapons
Of fear that it brandishes
Intent to hurt feelings
That bleed through the bandages
When best to have faith
In assessing the damages
Advantage is
Everything vanishes
Testify or cower
In the hour to defend
Sweetest power of revenge
Twice as sour in the end
As faith is what you wouldn’t see
Until you could believe it
Crossed your fingers
And deceived it
So be it
As expected
Sustained when objected
We will never be perfected
Still we can choose
To squeeze positive juice
From roots and fruit
Of negativity trees
Like nutrients pulled
From what is otherwise waste
Food for the soul
Can be fooled in bad taste
Spoiled something rotten
Bought and bought and bought and
Never pleased with what you’ve gotten
Sometimes the world moves to abrupt to
Know just what you’re rolling up to
Left to play things off the cuff
Hopeful just to make the cut
As every day will take its trust
From each and every one of us
If destined to continue
Best request a change of venue
And so question what’s within you
Then invest into the prophecy
Where you’re likely to discover
Life is more than what was thought to be
Readily available
Incredibly capable
Of taking you the distance
Just as most successful people stray
From paths of least persistence
Those who don’t
Can often tend to be
Consistently resistant
To their very own performance
Spilling need of self-absorbance
Over conflicts of interest
Really quite the contrary
Commonly impressed
With quintessential commentary
Intellect is suspect
Introspect is voluntary
And so plaintiff pulls the nose ring
Less likely to be kicked
Defendant holds the tail
Made to take the stand in shit
While attorneys milking money cows
Stay proud and filthy rich
Sustaining propagation
Provocation of the bitch
I for one will not partake in
This dying nations de-liberation
But strongly encourage
Fervent engagement
In current resistance
And resuscitation
Of life to our personal statements
Sin nor shameless
Equal claimants
As all recollection
Is taken out of context
The complex gets implicated
In mindless confinement
Ignorance instigated
To side with indictment
No clue to the accomplishment
Imagine the astonishment
If everyone could see
The positive negative compliments
As I intend
To assault with integrity
Inevitably heavy on the conscience
Without question or comment
Holding us accountable
As villainous pardons
Never really sleeping
Are deeply unsurmountable
Conspiracy is thinking
Out loud and bountiful
Where imperfect verdicts
Found justice guilty
As hardened criminals
Without the ability
To summon up an alibi
Worthy of acquittal
Truth and oath conflicting
More than just a little
Doom presuming inference
Of innocent’s dismissal
Rights of silence lying dormant
While violence bribed informants
Are inclined to blow the whistle
Never one for ball and chain
Pride’s performance unrestrained
Victims ruthlessly belittled
For rather than resign
The losing lawyer torments
For reductions of time
The crime may duly warrant
As for me and my fair share
Who should dare bare
In credible witness
Or test if I
Should exercise
Or hide my mental fitness
Thought is not so scientific
Still we’ve got to pass the litmus
Under plot of legal limits
Knowing everything
I say
May be taken
In a wrong way
I will let you
Go ahead
While I am taking
This the long way
Regret’s a bitter taste
For confessing in haste
So I’m avoiding the finish
Enjoying the race
With every step placed
For the moment is a ghost
One can never re-embrace
Without semblance of denial
Or resemblance defiled
Cases shamelessly stated
In graceless style
All along reviled
While walking bravely down the trial
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