Poem: Truthful Lies

I heard it as I sat behind the long table.

The judge uttered, ‘what say you?’

The answer came: not guilty.

NOT GUILTY!  NOT GUILTY!  NOT GUILTY!  NOT GUILLLLTTTTYYYYY! 

The most disturbing two words my ears heard.

I asked with my broken heart and battered soul.

The dagger still plunged into both.

How could he not be guilty?

GUILTY!  GUILTY!  GUILTY!  GUILTY! GUILTY!

A killer I had no respect for and underestimated all the same.

Four lawyers carrying one man to unjustifiable freedom.

The innocent forever buried six feet under.

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