Wrongful Poems - Poems about Wrongful

In 1955,in Lincoln,Nebraska,John E.Reid hepled gain a confession from a suspect,darrel parker, for parker's wife's murder.This case established Reid's reputation and popularised his technique. Parker recanted his confession the next day,but it was admitted to evidence at his trial.He was convicted by a jury and sentenced to life in prison. He was later determined to be innocent,after another man confessed and was found...

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wickedness whirled, when women worshipping witches witnessed witchcrafts- will...

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She barged through the doors of the bank with her gun And shot the security guard just for fun She fired her gun and yelled “Down on the floor, I’ve shot me one man, I could shoot a few more!” One customer, Jenna, said, “Hold up, you cretin, You half witted loser, it’s jail you’ll be gettin, You charge in this...

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While I worry every day about people who are vaccinated, After seeing all the victims from the Covid Vaccine speak out, including nurses! While I watch people I know suffer from the adverse effects from the Covid Vaccine, I hear other people blame the unvaccinated and even call them killers!!! This is something I am NOT and please...

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People need free societies, but I am not referring to the deadly monstrous global pandemic! They need freedom of expression on line and/or in person. And they need the freedom of speech coupled by a free and impartial press and news media! Freedom of the press should equate with freedom of the responsible press! Yellow popular...

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Young men of wrongful courage and conviction, seem to plague our beloved nation. Many of them do not successfully complete their high school education. Without any proper guidance from Jesus Christ, They have no inner voice of conviction in their troubled young lives. They seek the wrong passage ways. Death and violence becomes their entire world. Without any proper sense of what happens to be...

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The woman was crossing at the Manhattan corner of Jackson Street and Madison Avenue when she died. Her son sued the bus driver and the City of New York for running her over; negligence and wrongful death. . No one saw the woman until her body was found on the roadway thirty five feet from the crossing. Here's how the experts saw it. . The woman...

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Here I live in darkness Dreadful fright and fear Kept from all my fam'ly And friends that once were near Why am I imprisoned What has been my wrong? Why this dreadful sorrow Instead of happy song? Naught has been my trespass Innocent am I Robbed of all life's goodness Condemned in jail to die...

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"Our lives are not our own. We are bound to others, past and present, and by each crime and every kindness, we birth our future." - David Mitchell's character Sonmi 451 A slave was Somni 4 5 1 to corporate society. She worked long hours and had no fun. Denied to see the light of sun...

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A jogger was raped in central park years ago some youths were accused ...

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Never thinking about my actions Not caring about what others think shrug my shoulders being my first reaction others say my attitude stinks of course i dont care I owe no one nothing I have not a smile to share but I can tell you something a small secret you must promise not to tell in your mind you should always keep it Somewhere...

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a screaming man is led away to a cell - - his twin smirks for Susan’s Wrongful Imprisonment contest...

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I did'nt deserve to watch my mom break down over nerves I did'nt deserve for nightly my dads sleep to be disturbed I did'nt deserve for life to be the judge and jury's words I did'nt deserve prison on this plate that I've been served I never thought My kids would see me through this plated glass I never thought...

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You can feel the rush down to your toes when the cop in your rearview hits the party lights and your trunk is loaded with bad news....

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Sweetened dung is shoveled down gluttonous throats with eager appetites for alleged misdeeds skillfully spun into a frenzy of sensationalized hype by media-seasoned reporters. . Seduced by speculation and hearsay, a jury of pseudo-intellectuals assembles neatly with moral turpitude tied smug and tight around rigid white collars stained heavy with sweat and anticipation. She stands alone as the eyes of the court pierce through her appraising her...

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