Mens Rea - Poem by James McLain
Wrong doing can not hide from the heart of a guilty mind
unless the mind is morbid, twisted and warped.
Thus comes a Judge whom is wise and experienced in all matters of
one mind and can intuitively discern out the guilty thoughts of.
From what is required from those few that called out while yet alive if
the accused was not thinking about what the accuser is guilty of.
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