Prosecution Poems - Poems about Prosecution

If you Google ‘a convicted felon’ You’ll find the name of a person Who’s rich, popular and flamboyant You’ll see his original mug shot Ladies and gentlemen, believe it or not As we speak, this felon is dying to be president Again, again, in order to avoid jail time As we know, if one is convicted of a serious crime One must obviously...

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1.Public prosecutor is the gate keeper of criminal justice.. 2.His initiative is required in criminal cases and repression.. 3.He plays an important role between judiciary and Police.. 4.The function of the prosecution is to evaluate the evidence.. 5.Cases that are brought by prosecutor are adjudicated by judges....

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DISTINGUISHED PROSECUTION The more you look at me; What do you really see; For if I am all I am meant to be; What are you yet persecuting me 11/7/18 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2018©...

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Prosecution Opens It's Case-Eight Word Challenge A horde of illicit cartridge was brought into evidence drawing a trifle smirk, albeit mordacious, from the defendant, elderly and wizened, who's past crimes include loiter, but was now inducted on child **** by the prosecution throwing the proverbial shackled book at him, that elicit pages of justice protecting the young innocent. 3/24/17 cartridge-(computing)...

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I think the suspect has been found I'm a witness to the dirty deed Our eggs are smashed and jellybeans are scattered now for birds and bees I stepped into the frigid air To gather up the morning news A long eared rabbit startled me A maverick rascal running fast One last dash across the lawn In his mouth a carrot's crown Old Man Brown...

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I shed my eyes And forget Every Weep, Every Darkened Street, Every myth you leak Unto these people. I dreamt of sleep And forgot Each Drip, Your fingertips, Each Pill you slip Unto these people. I squandered my lips And lost Any Flow, Any Empty Moat, Any Wish you dote Unto these people. His sickness is sweet... And slippery. Pillowed scream, Kaleidoscope dream, Caught in a seam, And Delivered Unto these people. I broke my name. Uttered Unchanged. Uttered The same And uttered one name Unto...

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