She's a Judge, Jury and Executioner Ignoring Truth

Wouldn’t it be odd if she didn’t believe, And ignored the truth that occurred, Denied all the proof of what other folks saw, Denied what other folks heard, Ignoring the transcripts, not wanting to know, Not asking the folks who were there, Not digging a bit deeper and doing her job, Choosing, instead, his despair, Well, it seems odd to me, these odd looking days, The witch hunt believes dubious lies, This uninformed witch chasing disproven stories, With her phone and her suit and her tie, Leaving behind her a wasteland of barren, Destroying a man’s life of build, Destroying, for no reason, the years of good done, This innocent man who she killed.