Fourteen strangers,
twelve decisions,
two big windows,
black chalk board,
twelve hard chairs,
very uncomfortable
as we sit there,
silence speak
all the tension
is infectious,
no eye contact,
no friendly smiles,
tendency is tedious
as that lawyer
that defends willingness,
so much to say,
and no one to volunteer
to the stage,
nine o'clock,
time to start,
many early,
few late that arrive
and tension arise,
in my mind
he is a as guilty as charged,
fourteen strangers,
twelve decisions
that needs to agree upon,
little papers,
many opinions,
lack of confession,
many expression
but we are the election,
there is hesitation,
because is such a decision,
as the clock ticks,
impatient fingers,
that taps as the sound of a heartbeat,
six count,
all descriptive,
sickening to my stomach,
as she stress what are the charges,
so confuse,
so overwhelmed,
can't breath and is the attempt
of speaking what had happen to me,
can they understand?,
do they understand?
this man is guilty,
no proof,
just her words,
people of the jury she
was only twelve,
this damages are for life,
she can't never get that back,
people of the jury
she is marked for life,
twelve strangers,
twelve opinon,
twelve decision,
that has to agree upon,
six count,
for he was charged,
eleven years in state prision,
seven years of probation,
broken heart a mothers is left,
loveless girlfriend,
peaceful victim,
and a predator in prision....
impatient fingers,
that taps as the sound of a heartbeat,
six count,
all descriptive,
sickening to my stomach,
as she stress what are the charges,
so confuse,
so overwhelmed,
can't breath and is the attempt
of speaking what had happen to me,
can they understand?,
do they understand?
this man is guilty,
no proof,
just her words,
people of the jury she
was only twelve,
this damages are for life,
she can't never get that back,
people of the jury
she is marked for life,
twelve strangers,
twelve opinon,
twelve decision,
that has to agree upon,
six count,
for he was charged,
eleven years in state prision,
seven years of probation,
broken heart a mothers is left,
loveless girlfriend,
peaceful victim,
and a predator in prision....
Powerful words Carolina.
ReplyDeleteI do enjoy your style. This is timely as well. I'm going to assume you are speaking from the life around you, but I have no idea. What I am getting at is this could be a chapter in a book of poems or it could be a prologue to a short story.
ReplyDeleteIn the first two lines, when you refer to fourteen strangers, is that the jury as well as the defendant and the one pressing charges? I thought you had miscounted jurors at first but, I think i get it know. Solid. I don't know what your writing process is. Sometimes I just let flow, like there is a force running through me and I cannot get it out fast enough. Those are the ones that enable people to feel that emotion you were pouring onto the page. As I've gotten older I try to do more editing, but if you read my poems, that is not always the case
@ Petty Vendetta thanks that was my intent.
ReplyDelete@ Jason fourteen strangers were fourteen people that had chosen, then they picked 2 name that couldnt participate and that left us with twelve strangers to make a decision in the case. and in my sory/poem i write what affects me, what i notice around me and how it make me feel. thanks both you you for taking the time to read my stuff i really appreciated.