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(4th of a mini-series of taking poetic license)
They made their decision.
They went over each question.
Still, there’s no justice.
Their collective mind is made;
All considerations were weighed.
Still, there’s no justice.
The more the lawyer is paid,
The more the jury is swayed;
All I see is injustice.
You may also want to read the mini series Poetic Just Is:
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2nd
3rd
5th
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This is a common story for countless in my country.
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One thing’s for sure… The American justice system is not flawless. 😦 Brilliantly conceived poem, Karina.
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Thank you, kind sir ☺️
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Fascinating. Yes, justice isn’t really blind. It’s just green. 🤑
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Pity those people who are put away for years and later found they were really innocent. Scary!
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Yes. Definitely.
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