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