11-21-2021, 10:27 PM
A life is a trial turned on its head
judgement is passed in the womb
and the crime comes last of all.
Witnesses come and go
to spy, to love, to tell us lies,
prosecution becomes persecution
as time collects its discoveries
of guilt and innocence fleeing.
The jury is always out, spectators
seek autographs, sentence is carried out
in no particular order.
The Law pulls in its shadows
and declares us innocent after all
as our last breath fills the courtroom.
Our last impression: the jury applauding.
judgement is passed in the womb
and the crime comes last of all.
Witnesses come and go
to spy, to love, to tell us lies,
prosecution becomes persecution
as time collects its discoveries
of guilt and innocence fleeing.
The jury is always out, spectators
seek autographs, sentence is carried out
in no particular order.
The Law pulls in its shadows
and declares us innocent after all
as our last breath fills the courtroom.
Our last impression: the jury applauding.