Font Color=darkvioletamendment Art Poem by Jane Meyer

(These are just a few short poems that I wrote for History class about the Bill of Rights. And these are actually some of my favorite poems that I've written. The last one especially.)

Innocent and Broke

I was wrongfully convicted of a crime,
And sadly, I don’t own a dime.
But does this problem have a fix?

It does, according to amendment six.

I have the right to be tried soon,
Before this mistake becomes by doom.
As for getting me a lawyer, without a penny to my name,
Amendment six pulls through again,
In stating that the government is required,
To get me a lawyer hired.

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Soldiers, Not in My House!

Amendment number three,
Is about choosing soldier company.
I do not have to lodge them,
If in my house I do not want them,
For not even in a time of war,
Shall soldiers force passage through my door.

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Just Because You Can’t See It…

Amendment nine is on my side,
Stating in its legal pride,
That though my rights may not be stated,
That does not mean they are abated.

You say to me,
“I can not see! ”
But that doesn't mean they are not there,
They are like the wind that blows your hair.

You cannot see nor touch them,
Because no one has written them,
But they are there; proud and inalienable,
Where they will remain, forever unchangeable.