Saturday, July 6, 2013

Jury Trial - a poem

Jury Trial

In the shadow of the Capitol

By the sunlight of the day

In the hushed and musty courtroom

The witness has her say.

The judge who’ll soon retire

The parties who’ve lost their fire

The jury in facts mired

The lawyers anxious and tired.

If eyes could answer what we seek

If silence spoke what one won’t speak

If what’s kept out is what seeps in

There’d be no need for trials then.

Entranced by legal ritual

In stiff and creaking chairs

What’s fair and what is just

Lies behind the jurors’ stares.

-Dave Sanderson, 5/16/05, during a trial in Denver District Court, copyrighted 2005

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