A Fly on the Wall
Halls of justice full of gloom
criminals and victims in every room
Some hide their face, others sly
Glaring at others with a stink eye
Guilty and innocent, a mix of fears
Torment is pacing, verdicts bring tears
A silent witness, no words has thee
invisible to all, but large eyes do see
Who are the guilty, in justice hall
Ode to be a the fly on the wall.
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