18 June 2012
Tie around my neck,
Loosened with the stress.
The witnesses lay before me.
My client under duress.
I'm not sure about my next move.
I'm really feeling this heat.
But my defence has slipped away.
Shackles already on his feet.
He told me his was innocent,
But even I have my doubts.
I suppose he's going to prison,
And I can't keep him out.
©Odd
Lawyers • Opuss № I