I Kid You Not



		What did you see in the labyrinth of justice?
			A crippled frog with straight jacket legs.
				Squirming around Kangaroo Court.
					Trying to dodge the razor sharp words
						the townsmen throw 
							at his personality.

		What did they do to this innocent one?
			They speared him like a fish
				and cut him to bits
					with mockery knives
						like a stoning
							in the town square
								it was all against one.

		Where is the innocent one now?
			He's very depressed,
				six feet under.
					He's floating around
						as free as the breeze
							enjoying the privledge
								of non-entity.

Chapter Three, Thoughts
© Copyright 1996 Michael G. Gibbins