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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Destiny screams its name beyond the cage of injustice where justice knows no law. Voiceless i become down the drain where i am stripped naked of all the possible peace. The penetrating pain of misfortune left me pale in agony of jail without crime. In the heels of perpetual picture i am called the perpetrator, a committer of crime i know no colour of. Destiny dined me with devotion of misery in motion of non guilt pattern again denied me the fruit of my innocence approval i am crucified under the scrutiny of no hope in the hands of justice that knows no law. Born to be the base of no good no matter how good i am born to be. Born to be thrown in the cage and raged with flames of fatal curse where my pleading are heard from hell. Justice is served without the trailing detector that could screen my innocence. Imprisoned in the jaws of heartless offenders with my innocence lied peacefully in failure of rescuing my soul. I am a prisoner in the arms of justice that knows no law. In silence prayer of my freedom...the hail of no hope keeps on sweeping the strength deep from the joints of my bones. Born free yet not free to regain my freedom in disapproval of my dignity. Only if justice knew the rule of innocence hearts and how colourful they glow. Only if freedom was so free to free me from cutting cuffs i am crafted in. From tantrum i threw to the testimony i gave, no test seem to be good enough to unchain me from the heartless tragedy of my sentence. Even death seem not to find a way to cut all the troubles off my tail. Justified in the arms of injustice just because my innocence cannot sing loud enough to free me from accusations. Accusations that bound me to be the fruit of crime in the arms of justice that knows no law. In the melody of crusification I am the rhythm of its anointing example. I am a sinner in the world of innocence. In the dinner of justice I'm served as a criminal. All my commitment succumbed yet I am chosen to commit myself to the crime i did not commit. In the eyes of justice I am qualified to be the quality of criminal that add nothing but quantity of those who break law. I am weighed with a scale of unlawful in the arms of justice that knows no law. In my fate I'm nothing but fake that face the fence of prison walls, Waiting for the truth to surface and surf me out of my suffocating space. In the arms of justice injustice is what justify my jurisdiction because I am due for the final judgement. In the eyes of law I am lawfully charged unlawfully yet unintentionally because I am believed to be unlawfully intentionally broke the law. I will then keep my whisper low so that the law hear my plead and be pleased to release me from this cold prison of justice that knows no law...
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