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Convict Me
put me on trial and lock away this simpleton from society Pronounce judgment and say guilty forevermore to this little gent The words I say are cruel and unkind to those who have a sweet and beautiful face and expression,a natural and a must do for these times a bastard man from another one's womb,she was gentle and the last person in the world to have a cretin like me for her only For 35 years that I have been on this Mother Nature's ball,the brain and voice that was entirely me, cursed the bullies, the Laptop pretty boys,little children,and so on.. I am guilty of all counts by the judge and jury of this precinct and I reserve the right to self-crimination and tortured retribution Come and read the verdict as I continue to weep,but closing both eyes to listen The trial is over and the shackles are now binded to my hands.The sentence is beginning,the applause is known to my ears by a smirking and righteous audience.The court officers are leading the way to a jail carriage outside for me to travel in, on my way to the Hell House of lost souls who have committed sacrilege by daring to speak,giving an opinion that is unwanted,writing a story that shouldn't be read I am a prisoner,not of time or other spheres,but of narrow minded individuals who want to keep one's freedom of speech in the trash bin of such insubordinate sin The conviction stands My light grows ever faint to outside's reality I am a lonely castaway on a despised isle Looking ahead at his time to be served
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