Imperfect Verdict Poem by Blanche Hardin

Imperfect Verdict



Nothing but silence surrounds the room,
The decision of freedom or lethal doom.
They Clear their throats and start to talk,
and their verdict was.......
To let a Murderer walk.

Saturday, January 17, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: freedom,murderer,silence
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Blanche Hardin

Blanche Hardin

Bakersfield, California
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