Department Of Proof Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Two more vans,
Of collected evidence has arrived.
Where should we put it?

"Hmmm.
Good question.
Who knew it would be this easy.
We still are needing,
The platinum dome to be completed.
On the new Department of Proof and Evidence."

How much longer is that going to take?

"Hopefully not much longer.
Since invitations have already been sent,
To hundreds of dignitaries to attend,
The opening ceremonies.
And all the chefs to prepare the meal,
Have each sent samples of what they will present.
Including delicious desserts.
From all over the World.
We are anticipating a tremendous turnout."

Uh...
And,
The proof of evidence?
Of the corruption and crimes,
Committed against humanity?
Where...
Should we leave it?

"Decisions, decisions.
Let's see.
Since we are still in debate,
On whether or not...
Any criminal activity had actually taken place.
That will convince not only us.
But also the public.
And...
With utmost certainty,
That will leave no one to question...
Our ability to follow the laws and rules,
Of justice.
Tell the drivers to leave the vans,
In the parking lot.
Paint and cover them with balloons and confetti.
And we will hire impersonators of famous people,
To conceal the secrecy of what's in those vans."

And...uh,
You believe...
The doing of this will avoid,
What?

"ATTENTION!
That should be obvious enough,
Not to have asked that question."

Okay.
What color should the vans be painted?

"Mmmm.
What about something that is bright yellow.
Neon yellow.
With lights flashing stating:
WHAT'S INSIDE THESE VANS WILL BLOW YOUR MIND.
And on less noticeable signs print:
Stay Tune.
The Department of Proof and Evidence,
Soon will be open for business."