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
Copyright © Bart Jonas | Year Posted 2006
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