Convict: Climaxed after Death
Baron= Bold
Cliff. Hanger= The rest of it
A convicted con man conned on the court stand
Justice Plays blinds man buff without a chance hand
Crash land into waiting arms, blue & black with spots
A symmetrical polka dot, dot to dot, criss-cross plots
Coke pots lying next to the hexed officer, he’s asleep
Photos in his pocket, a wife & kid sacrificed to heats
Let me take you there with a fair brief about his pleas
Please judge him with bias, a Dais raised to his knees
Fuck the speech...Time for the action to start knee-deep
The truck comes to a stop, a man steps out covered in shackles
police open the door, a homeless women watches and cackles
Man plea’s to the lord, as he lowers his head
But the lord can’t save him now, man has eaten his final piece of bread
People stop and they look, as man walks the steps, still in his prayer
A women stops and stairs, he gives her a glare,
knowing she has him judged by bright orange jump suite he wares
Escorts open double doors, and the bailiff is standing there
Man knows he didn’t do it....But the state doesn’t care
He sees a child wearing a necklace a wealthy man bought her
He sees his daughter, his daughter will never again see her father
And beside is a son, a young man by now already on the run
Just like his father, he takes penny's, but never leaves one
With his ghetto life appearance, and his apparent depression
Just like the tattoos on man’s face, he leaves a lasting impression.......
The jury now decision make'n, mans like for the take'n, the court case is pending
Man closes eyes and a angel is descending as he hears his life’s ending
Man's eyes still shut as the angel says sprit lifting words
the most bountiful thing he has ever heard, is not a vowel adjective or verb
This sound, this indescribable sound, heard over the gavel slapping
The crunch of a cocoon reveals a butterfly’s wings freely flapping
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Originally Posted by B.Nesse
