All Rise

Here ye, Here ye,

The honorable

Destitute and Discarded presiding

All stand and witness in the

Court proceedings of

Whether or not the world tried

To save a dying child

Today, it’s guilty

Until some form of evidence

Is hereby provided to the contrary

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I will be Victim

Prosecution

Eye-Witness

Judge

Jury, and

Executioner

In this case

It’s really only fair

Since it was taken from me

Far past the age of reason

“Adults”

Sitting in the background

Grinning like devils

Prodding “decisions” from my mouth

So the blame could be laid

Upon yoked shoulders later

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I am sure you will hear

Lie after lie

Indefensible since

I lived no life

I have no family

All frauds and fakes

A collection of masks

And chew toys tossed into a

Hinged topped chest

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What say the rest of you gathered today?

Hangers on

The eaters of chips and salsa

No leniency for the ones who brought

Their own children into the lion's den

Will you examine the evidence now?

Throw tomatoes along with everyone else?

Does heading down to the local watering hole,

Getting drunk on beer margaritas help?

Do you ever forget what you heard and saw?

You’ll all be interviewed and catalogued,

Don’t think you’re getting away from me.

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The teachers

The doctors

The people from church

What do all of you have to say?

You know who you are

The ones fully aware

Who whispered into my mother’s ear

Did you call for back up?

Did you lift even one finger to help?

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Accomplices

All of you

I will point the finger now

You shared in the silence

You share in the sentence

Every last one of you is dead to me now

K.B. Silver