I AM JURY 21
Who am I to judge another oh no not I please tell them mother?
You taught me right I fought to do the right with all my might.
I sit in judgement of another making decisions I dare not blunder.
We do wrong to each other some wrong do carry across the border.
I am jury number 21 no other I ‘am here seeking justice for another.
I have not killed I will not steal but my days are far from done.
I walk the line but I ‘am a man never wanting to borrow a dime.
Yet here I am with Will and Bill and Jill to make the ultimate deal.
I pray the Lord to guide my thoughts deliver me yes from all sorts.
And looking at the seat ahead I see a man he is dress in red.
His fate now lies in eleven souls both sides making sure he folds.
Come lets us reason together for tomorrow there may be another.
And you my friend is now the other no one even seems to bother.
And now I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
For there is nothing here to weep when you take a life so dear
Copyright 2019 for timeless poetry Kenvil Atkins
I am jury number twenty-one.
Force me here offering a dime.
To judge another that is a crime.
I am not worthy it just time.
Ahead above I heard the chime.
The verdict from Judge Sam
Jury duty they say that a must what a pity.
