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When convicted of wrongdoing, it is only fair that one gets a trial. Then again, what's the point of even attempting a trial when they know it was never fair to begin with? When all the lies are set to light, will they be able to understand the reasons why? The time is coming. (Originally written in regards to the movie 'To Kill A Mockingbird' with a guilty aspect as well.)
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Poetry - Words: 113 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 02-04-13 - Status: Complete - id: 3098333
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The Trial of Injustice
The darkness draws nearer
My sense of hope soon to disappear
I long for someone to hold me tight
But that comfort will not come to me tonight
My wrongs will be my demise
The truth will be clear through my web of lies
In which I have so helplessly
Tangled myself with little reality
Paralyzed, I know it is my time
"But is there any chance?" I ask with a sigh
My future does not look optimistic
A trial of justice seems unrealistic
So I brace myself for the worst
Knowing how I'm not the first
The verdict is already known
And I must face this challenge alone
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