Admitted To the Bar
Admitted this day of this date
Chains on my twos
Twisting pain for their gain
Again it has to rain
The reason for my confinement
They call it refinement
Am fresh in the room
The colleagues clap
Welcome by a slap
They fear not the snap
Taken by the secrete eye at cornet top
This day of this date
Am admitted to the bar
Drinks of alcoholic ammonia
That smell like a rained-on-pig
They call it refinement
The reason for my confinement
The fresh human dung
Can choke the beetle
Even a fly can't survive
Tommorow is that day of that date
To face the caped lord
With masked eyes
Ready to determine my conviction
Hate speech from the son of chief
Alcoholic son of a pastor
Criminal son of son CS security
the son of the alleged terror
the warden here comes listing
my heart beating
pain in veins looting
in the news heading
titles catchy bolding
son of peasant hurting
and admitted to the bar
he calls my name with respective rudeness
the son of a wise fool
from the lineage of harmless terrorist
hereby convicted for the following
objection of Justice
killing of dreams
murder of humility
robbery of kindness
stealing peace
looting pieces of peace
I am guilty
I am a walking killer,robber,murderer and looter
admitted to the bar
#merson_poet
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