Innocent Until Proven Guilty

by Kerrie Ann Salsac

You’re innocent until proven guilty.

Donning bright white wigs, long black gowns,

a web do Layers weave

eloquently

to seal

the deal.

Delicately

so the jury believe

in the circus devoid of clowns.

A courtroom is far from reality,

with a unique sense of morality.

The prosecution sits and frowns,

Whilst the defense deceives

regularly,

to steal

what’s real

perilously,

away from those who grieve.

So when you commit crime in town

you’re innocent until proven guilty.

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