False Judgement

David Neil Cline

Been ten months of sober
My mind's boiling over
Keep searching and searching
Through looking glass hell

These four walls that bound me
Shall not break my sprit
I must find the answer
To prove my non guilt

If it were up to me
I'd through away the key "he said"…

Hypocrite politician
With a chip on shoulders
Too much time as youth
Getting thumped on the head
Now if I were OJ
I'd buy me a new day
Court appointed Jury system
I am good as dead


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