Jury Duty, Day 2
The minutes turn to hours
As we wait and wait and wait.
The boredom settles like a fog;
Some sleep or meditate.
I read my book and magazine
And others do the same
Or check their phones or I-Pads,
Read their mail or play a game.
A waste of time for everyone
And I don’t understand
Just why this process takes so long
When everything’s at hand.
The judge is in his chambers
And the lawyers, I assume,
But here we sit and sit and sit
Within the jury room.
The government runs things its way
With methods old and tired.
If this were private industry,
Then someone would be fired!
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