On Trial Poems - Poems about On Trial

Evidence was spotty, not much justification Giant stretch of prosecutor’s imagination Easily led jury wanted to crucify and convict Defendant’s wife felt like he was being kicked Though there was no solid proof or DNA test Was this lawyer truly the defendant’s best? Victim was not alive to testify, unfortunately The accused got sentenced to life and twenty-three If this sap had been...

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when both sides of aisle caused problems and would defile will then been on trial...

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When bottom of pile there are those who are on trial this has been our style ...

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You drove many species to extinction. You plundered, thinking all the earth was yours. You dumped your waste causing gross pollution. You blatantly broke all of Nature’s Laws. Just where have these offences now brought you? Surely you see that you’re in one big mess. Your arrogance and greed just grew and grew. Perhaps it’s time to come clean and confess. But oh,...

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When darkness comes and I'm in despair, I speak in silent tongue with such care. I pray for peace throughout the world, and pray my family remains unfurled. The burdens I feel throughout the day, seem to simply melt away. There's something out there greater than me, and when I pray, I feel free. My...

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Could Compile Number On Trial always could compile number who have been on trial were sure to beguile Jim Horn...

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Poetry on trial? I’m going to indict poetry, for infecting my soul Does it serve any purpose, or has it lost control This may seem quiet strange, perhaps unorthodox Peruse this if you will, whilst it’s head layeth on the block No need for a foundation, build it in the clouds But it does require structure, interwoven by...

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The Doctor and aspiring Judge their facts now up for grabs Agendas twisted, the world at stake neoclassic power grab Memories scarce and memories bent all truth behind the lines With punches far below the belt —and justice ill defined (Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2018)...

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Pedophile On Trial Tongue had tried to talk about a pedophile, What happened when he appeared on trial; Be careful of; Never do love; Ended up in office and him they did beguile. Sounds like more of rearing Roy Moore. Jim Horn...

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On a temperature perfect evening, while kids play and run I am sitting in a gazebo under a slowly setting sun Unexpectedly, an insect appears in my line of sight like the stereotypical tear flowing from a man of might Watching; it saunters around my feet Is it afraid of my presence? Should it be afraid of me? Have I become...

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If they are truly your children beloved Then he’s not different!” Belial mocked “Since he was your son as they all should be,” Continued the devil pointing at the jury “Any one of them could’ve easily saved them all And restored them as though before their fall! How is he different can you tell me Lord?” Pursued Belial sounding bored “I may call...

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The jury of men assembled Heaven and earth trembled The judge of humans arrived And the court’s noises died This was not an ordinary trial For the prosecution was Belial He had devised a better plan To overthrow the god of man And finally god arrived resplendent And took the seat of the defendant “All rise”, the judge cried Everyone in court complied “Be seated,” he called...

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I feel I simply must profess, your efforts to capture me of great success, Is all for naught, I volunteered, You imagined a cloud I sit, like a child’s ignorant daydream, When in truth my presence is beyond what could be feared. I’ll play this game, my reputation now smeared, But I am judge, jury, and executioner. When night falls...

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"In twenty four hours" after "dancing with the devil" Begins the "lifting of my veil" you'll see I'm totally being level "Silence is golden" was snickered when "my confession" was read Head nun said, "look before you leap" but yet I ended up "in his bed" Filled full of "tainted love" and "torment" that was "beyond belief" Being a "sexy...

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Judas Iscariot would later feel great pity. The sad state Jesus was in he was able to see. The thirty pieces of silver received as a fee, would be thrown in the temple, considered “blood money‘. This made it illegal to hold in the treasury. Judas would then hang himself from a branch on a tree. The money would be...

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