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Posted July 3, 2012 by Bradley Howington in Fictional Poetry
 
 

Entrapment of the Soul

Entrapment of the soul
I know, I know, I know!
There’s something mythological
I’ve been chasing signs of the end
I have been presented case after arduous case,
but no factual argument has come
to me in a dream,
I plead the Fifth.

When the horrifying comes to light,
when the monster comes in for the bite,
when the judge misleads the courtroom,
when the attorney inside you knows too much
and when the jury pushes for the untrue
there’s somebody to take the fall.

Corruption of the legal system is the law.

The facts speak of lies, because inside the mind
a murderer waits, excavates, but forensic science
gets in his way. There’s nowhere to run
but in handcuffs to join Big John.
Corruption will ensure you’ve got a comfy cell
let’s not piss off the warden, and see about bail.