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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