Home of the Terrorized, Land of Pay-by-the-Hour
A few last words for justice
Final judgement in permanent limbo
Broken-backed, I endured in vain
Collapsed under the weight
Of self-actualization
I hacked my way free
From an early grave
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I emerged, abraded, but victorious
And winners, it is said
Get to write the words eternally read
So I've scratched out my terms
In dripping vermillion red
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I counted my chickens, but all I got were eggs
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Still, the scales don't tip
I pile the platter to superabundance
Still, the beam doesn't budge
Offloading every crime and fear
Still brings me no nearer
The justice my soul
Is in riotous upheaval for
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Because winning is losing
If you can't pay for the certificate
Legality has lost all meaning
What goes to trial are
Cheap cases "worth" winning
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In lieu of legislation
The code has been presidentially amended
A list of crimes, struck from the books
No more prosecution pending
Regardless of evidence collected
Rape, Human trafficking, fraud, every manner of abuse
Invisible, penal code pages
Stuffed into the emperor's invisible gold shoes
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It was said to me that a republic saves us from
Self-interest, treading the needs of the numerous
Instead, the game's been rigged to
Pay out only for the highest bidder
So the rich get richer as the rest get sicker
Our untouchable class hovers above us
Unafraid of consequences
Seemingly insulated from the
Guillotine's C H O P!
K.B. Silver
About the Creator
K.B. Silver
K.B. Silver has poems published in magazine Wishbone Words, and lit journals: Sheepshead Review, New Note Poetry, Twisted Vine, Avant Appa[achia, Plants and Poetry, recordings in Stanza Cannon, and pieces in Wingless Dreamer anthologies.
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