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 What's  The Verdict?
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Worried and worn out
He sat motionless
On that cold hard wooden bench

At times he seemed unemotional
Tired eyes looking forlorn and downward
Sitting in the gloomy court room day after day

Surrounded and supported by family and friends
They defended and stuck by him
How many more days to sit in this dreadful court room

Anxious, frightened, tearful family
Testified on his behalf
No one knows, who knows the fate

Days and weeks for the jury to deliberate
A major decision to be made
Will he be guilty or not

Finally at last the day
A verdict has been reached
Not guilty on the major charge but guilty on a lesser charge

Family and friends relieved it's over
Yet, he sits and wonder is it really over
A burst of deadly anger a huge cost

His mother has no husband
He has no father
He will continue to ponder, "Am I guilty or not"?

İMay 25, 2011 Janet Irene Griffin

Author's note: Sometimes too much drinking can lead to anger, violence, and may sometimes lead to death.
Still the question remains guilty or not.

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