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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=520685" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Criminal Justice</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=520685" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">My brother and I were falsely<br>Convicted for the rape and slaughter <br>Of a 13-year-old girl; but we weren't <br>There: we were shooting pool.<br>Because the police knew we held<br>No patriotic glee, they assumed too much, <br>And us they prosecuted.<br>Years of justice blind, dead-brained <br>Words striving to become lofty and eternal, <br>And eyewitnesses without wit, <br>Put us in the penitentiary.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=520685" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Then, after twenty-two years, <br>The DNA surfacing like a submarine, <br>Cleared our names. They let us go<br>With a heartfelt apology.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=520685" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">But one learns a thing or two in prison: <br>Now, on foggy mornings, during school days, <br>Look yonder into the haze-<br>And feel the disturbed gut<br>Hovering at the very end<br>Of the playground breached.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Stan+Petrovich">Stan Petrovich</a></strong></div>

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