Court
i stromed into the courtroom
in confidence as assumed
stood tall
got my skinny jeans from the mall
put on a straight face
ready to fight for my case
my sister crying tears
i hid all fears
mom's nostrals flarred
lie; if he dared
put my files on the table
today tears are unable
seen his eyeballs wide
now he can't hide
smiled in reassuranced
that he doesn't have a chance
i have the truth
he will be in a prison cell
they will know he did rape me
i promise they will see
is justice in my courtroom?
poem by Tesla Blackburn
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