I walked away from court today
You can’t imagine how that felt
I hadn’t received a whipping
But nevertheless I felt the welt
To face up to lies and accusations
Is Oh! . . so very hard to bear
You may get your day in court
But you’ll find little justice there . .
Lawyers with large bankrolls
Represent accusers with no heart . .
Its amazing how little truth there is
And how quickly honesty departs
Perjury is just another noun
In the lawyers dictionary . .
He’ll justify his clients statements
Despite the assembled constabulary
When money is no object . .
And time is on the other side
To try to defend an accusation
Is not simple even though they lied
You just can’t imagine what will happen
Once they get you in the court
Black is white and truth’s irrelevant
In a cleaver barristers retort . .
And there is little point in claiming
That the prosecution is not fair
For when it comes to lawyers
It’s their job . . and they don’t care
Fairness has no place in court . .
So called law has gone off the rails
For when it comes to justice
Sadly money weights the scales
Albert Gazeley © February 2007
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Sorru to hear
A world as old as some library books with folded cornors eventually the folded pieces fall leaving an unfinnished story what a waste yet it teaches us all a life can be cut short in an instant yet be lifted up in a blink of an eye -
Sadly, truth in our society has become a twisted and winding thing. Almost anything can be twisted around until it becomes a "truth", when in reality it is not. My mother taught me very young, about how to twist things so that you are not lying. By leaving out key ingredients and telling only parts of things, truth can be forged, made. Sins of ommission. yes. I really like this and hope that this is not a reality that you visited.
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I'm so sorry to hear about your terrible experience with the judicial system, my friend. I have very dear friends of mine who went through equally horrific experiences and absolutely horrendous accusations that I dare not divulge here - unfortunately, neither came out as fortunate as you, for they were both locked away.
But I have to believe in justice, and that despite its many, many problems, we still have one of the best judicial systems here in the States, for you will find this corruption every and anywhere. I cannot give into the sort of cynicism to think otherwise.
And even when the world's justice fails us, which it will, inevitably, I can be thankful that God is just. He is not always fair (and that's a good thing, or we'd all be in toruble), but He is just, and may we always put our hope in that - our hope in Him.
Your message, as always, is wonderfully written, and I pray that it touches the heart of someone out there, who can make a tangible difference in the life of someone else in your situation, and save that person all the turmoil it would cause otherwise.
Thank you again for your insights, wit and caring! -
Hey Albert,
I really like this poem. I like how it tells a story. I've been on the prosecution end of things, and it seems as though both sides have their downfalls. It's hard to get justice and it's also hard when your actually innocent. I really like the second last verse. And the picture is great. ~ Kim
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Truth!!!
So True! especially the last stanza - Money talks and B.S. walks! I like the rhyming except for - heart and departs - I think "hearts" would work if you choose. I like this - it tells a universal story!
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Wow, I have a relative who is a lawyer, and also a friend. I want to send them this to critique it. Is this really true? If so, the world really is a bad place. I was just telling my husband, if there truly is no God, that means that there is literally no one out there to protect good or innocent people. People like me are doomed.
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great
I liked it. I like the imagery. I like the words you used and the story you told. good job. Can you give me honest feedback on my poem Southern boy.
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