Example of....?
Gary McKinnon, searching for proof, from under his London roof.
For U.F.O.s and 'Aliens', U.S.A. want to extradite for his crimes.
Hacked into their computer systems, causing them 'problems'.
With relative ease, their 'pride' he did squeeze.
Extradition to the U.S.A, rules not same for the U.K.
They, no evidence really required, all one sided.
All our courts rejected his appeal, 'hidden' agenda to conceal?
Plus the European court, his case still being fought.
That extradition 'treaty', is a joke, a travesty
Yes he caused them embarrassment, for our and their government.!
He admits he did wrong, accessing data from NASA and the Pentagon.
Millions of dollars of 'damage' done, McKinnon denies that sum!
He could face sixty years in prison, if extradited to them,
A crime has been done, however he hasn't 'murdered' anyone!
They shouldn't demonize and try to prosecute, but should utilize his skills and recruit.
The Brit' a 'terrorist' he's been branded, left out and stranded.
The U.S simply lost face, the treaty doesn't represent true justice.
If he is to face trial, it should be on British soil.
The crime was committed in Britain, that is for certain.
Our Government drags its heels, despite high profile appeals.
Ignoring his mental condition, let alone the whole situation.
Still no outcome, I hope justice is done.
09/10/09
poem by Guy Lipmore
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Justice...
… Slow Justice
Is Better Than No Justice
… I Just Want Justice and Peace
To Feel Justice
It Must Be Real Justice
Not Cut-Deals Or Just A Piece
Full Justice
Not Pull The Wool Justice
She’s Already Been Blindfolded Enough
We Accuse Justice
But To Lose Justice
Is To Unlock Chaos’ Cuffs
Justice …
Is Lustrous
In Pearls Of Conviction Displayed
Justice …
The Huntress
Were Wild-Wily-Wrongs Are Caged
A Cry For Justice
Is Why Justice’s
Scales-Weights Shouldn’t Be In Doubt
Legal Justice
Be Equal Justice
With Rules To Balance It Out
Honest Justice
Promise Justice
Is Right For The Poor and Oppressed
But Even Rich Justice
And Even Quick Justice
Should Be A Standard, Silvered Process
Raw Justice
Shouldn’t Be Flawed Justice
But Free To All Everywhere
The Power Of Justice
Is That The Hour Of Justice
Doesn’t Run Out Of Time Anywhere
Men Must Court Justice
And Support Justice
To Qualify For Her ‘Your’ Honor
And Seek Justice
And Speak Justice
And Be A Worthy Defender Word-Warrior
Some Have Burned Justice
Some Have Spurned Justice
In The Lies That They Have Sworn
Some Have Raped Justice
Then Gaped At Justice
Laid Bare Like Loss Innocence In Porn
Oh Sweet Justice
Don’t Beat Justice
We Are In Races But We Shouldn’t Fight
Some System Of Justice
Has Idealism Of Justice
But The Whole World Needs To Get It Right …
Then True Justice
And Overdue Justice
Will Be The Law Of Every Land & Life
Without Justice
You Can Count Justice’s
Tears Rolling Down In Strife
The Hope Of Justice
And Scope Of Justice
Is That Justice Answers To GOD
The Mercy Of Justice
And Courtesy Of Justice
Will Be The Final Plea Bargain LORD …
____________________
The Sound Of Justice
Is Profound To Us …
… In Juries, They’ve Sung Her Song Or Tried
O’ I Miss Justice …
And I Wish Justice
Would Just Come Back Here and Say “High”
Written & ©: 7/19/10
by: The MoonBee
Where’s Justice … Where Did She Go?
There Are Victims Here Who Want To Know
….. MoonBee
poem by MoonBee Canady
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Beyond all reasonable doubt For J.T ellison
Can it be that you believe?
that justice is what you receive.
If you submit your case to court.
It ought to be but it is not.
All thought of justice is forgot
bogged down in legal argument.
Though you have right upon your side
Although you know the witness lied
it does not mean you’ll win your case.
You cannot prove his words untrue
so there is little you can do.
and at that point your case will fail.
Justice is blind and can be found
outside the court with her eyes bound.
Because she cannot bear to see.
The happenings inside the court
Injustices of every sort
No justice just a travesty.
13-Jul-08
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Mistaken Identity
Undercover cop car
Came screeching to a halt
Body lying on the ground
Must be someones fault
Circumstantial evidence
Seemed to point her way
Her right to remain silent
Was all she heard them say
Blue dress, blue eyes
Blonde hair, about five foot nine
Wrong place, wrong time
Wrong face, wrong crime
(chorus):
Mistaken identity
Could happen to you or to me
Mistaken identity
Mistaken identity
Could happen to you or to me
Mistaken identity
Mistaken identity
(I didnt do it, no, I didnt do it)
No money for a lawyer
To defend her case
Standing in the line-up
Tears rolling down her face
No one cared to listen
Someone had to take the heat
Sometimes theres no justice
When youre a victim of the street
Wrong place, wrong time
Wrong face, wrong crime (x4)
(chorus):
Tu ut tu tu tu...tu ut tut tu tu
They didnt even say
Im sorry
Tried to put her away
In a hurry
Dont make her pay the price
Shes not guilty
(guilty)
For someone elses crime
Set her free
(set her free)
I didnt
I didnt
I didnt do it no (x4)
(chorus out)
song performed by by Donna Summer
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Damien
Things are done that I just don't understand
There's hardly no time left for the average young man
Works his arse off 'til his blue in the face
Drugged with hope so he can keep up the pace
And soon he joins the unemployed
Where all hope and ambition are destroyed
Is there any justice left in this world
Is there any justice left in this world
A situation that I don't understand
A desperation that just got out of hand
He didn't realize what steps he should take
He didn't realize that his life was at stake
He left us thinking yet again
Another passing of a friend
Is there any justice left in this world
Is there any justice left in this world
Is there any justice left in this world
Is there any justice left in this world
Is there any justice left in this world
For you and me
Damien.
A contemplation left much to late
A deliberation we all left to fate
We didn’t understand the role we should play
We ignored the facts hoping they would simply fade away
He left us thinking yet again
Another passing of a friend
Is there any justice left in this world
Is there any justice left in this world
Is there any justice left in this world
Is there any justice left in this world
Is there any justice left in this world
For you and me
Damien.
Copyright Colin Coplin 1984/2010
poem by Colin Coplin
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If You Send Us There We Are Through
We are hardened terrorists so you'd better beware,
Preaching jihad against you is how we scare,
Wherever there's trouble you'll find us there,
There is nothing we wouldn't do.
We blow up innocents purely by stealth,
If truth be told we are bad for your health,
We pay for it all by abusing your wealth,
Cowardice is strictly taboo.
In the eyes of our followers we are very brave,
We teach them all this is how to behave,
You would say that our actions deprave,
We would call it a military coup.
Our human rights you must never breach,
That is one of the lessons we teach,
If you ever attempt to we will impeach,
With lawyers paid for by you.
We know our tactics confirm your worst fears,
Our legal appeals will be running for years,
It's a fact it is you we will have in tears,
There is nothing that you can do.
But wait a minute this isn't in our book,
The law of the land you have forsook,
Our solicitors will need to take a look,
As our plans have now gone askew.
The European court has said extradite,
Have they finally seen the light?
You ‘' WOULD ‘' say at last they've got it right,
Our right of appeal we'll pursue.
You can't possibly send us to the U.S.of A.
That would allow them to get their own way,
We must beg for mercy our health's in decay,
None of us wants to say adieu.
Dear Great Britain please don't let us go,
We love you and we'd like you all to know,
We no longer feel quite so gung-ho,
Our citizenship we'd like to renew.
The hardened terrorist was an exaggeration,
It was due to our lack of education,
We would never harm your great nation,
Our pusillanimous threats we promise to subdue.
We beg you to give us just one more chance,
We'll miss the camaraderie and the free manse,
The Yanks will just make a song and dance,
As it's our criminality they wish to pursue.
The Americans through our past they've scoured,
Unlike you lot they'll have us overpowered,
We'd like to submit every one of us is a coward,
We have also all caught the flu.
We are sorry for the upset we've caused you all,
Though our criminal actions at times did appall,
Extradition to America we beg you to stall,
‘' If You Send Us There We Are Through ‘'
A Born Crook
Fact: a bright British lad, by name J.Crook
has today been extradited to San Diego
under a 'one-way' treaty with the US (yah boo unfair)
to face fraud charges relating to
a software company
which could make it difficult
for prosecution and defence lawyers
addressing him formally
in their different ways
how close are tragedy and comedy sometimes
poem by Michael Shepherd
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The System Of Justice
If we all tried and did something good each day
we would then help to keep so much evil at bay.
And in the world there would be a lot less crime
and so people would not have to do penalty time.
The same can be said about the telling of lies
that are deceptive which most people despise.
Because no one really likes to know they've been deceived
especially after being told something false that is believed.
This raises the specific issues of virtue and vice
or conduct of what is or isn't regarded to be nice.
The laws of the state are to be followed as a guide
by all the people who are by them otherwise tried.
If found to have transgressed in a particular way
that did not conform to a specific law of the day.
There's usually someone who sounds the alarm
when a member of society is suspected of harm.
And when the offender is apprehended and brought to trial
they have to plead their case before a judge without a smile.
If the evidence against them is too strong to acquit them of the charge
they'll have to pay the penalty imposed or forfeit their freedom at large.
This may be a fine to be paid or period spent confined behind bars
where the person convicted is placed and from society kept afars.
But if they're acquitted of the charge in court and allowed to go free
they'll be satisfied with the justice system which tried and let them be.
This is sometimes the situation regardless of the suspect being really guilty or innocent
and doesn't praise or say much of the law when the verdict handed down is too lenient.
That is why when worldly human justice falls short or doesn’t rightly prevail
what's known as Divine justice will eventually step in and recompense entail.
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poem by George Krokos
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Blind Justice...
When people say justice is blind...
are they using the figure of speef just because it sounds devine...
I think justice is actually blind...
because someone is being comitted of crime...
and the government won't give a homeless man a dime...
apples is in doggy jail for biting child...
why are the consequnces so dire...
my father, paying student lone for half his life...
because he had to provide for his kids and his wife...
my friends in school not doing so well...
because they dont have fathers...
probaly because they're in jail...
that just proves how so many black people live this way...
maybe theres other, latinos and such...
but not much of our government...
gives a f***...
as we can see, the world isnt kind...
but what we can see is that justice...
is blind...
while they kick us in our as****
sure would be nice if justice...
had glasses...
poem by Onyx Blake
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Injustice In Politics
white collar crime is
immoral an injustice
that many countries
have corrupted allowed
to breed multiply infest
their codes legal systems
bedrock middle working classes
should both teach their children
honour pride dignity of honest
workers is never for sale;
politicians are servants
of the people the nation
their goal in politics
cannot be to amass
wealth for themselves
at the cost of a nations
pride causing poverty
for our fellow citizens;
God said the master
to the slave is equal
politicians today need
to remember history
previous past generations
humane great leaders
who worked
not for themselves
who worked
for the good
of their nation
their people;
who believed in
peace at home
peace in the world
if we continue
to allow disease
white collar crime
to amass millions
billions illegally
for putrid debased
individuals never tried
for heinous greed crimes
upon society perpetrated;
then how can
our nations prosper
when the fat
of the land
is stolen
not shared
people need hope
belief in equal justice
in their nations laws;
people are not
animals they need
a little appreciation
the odd luxury
for themselves
their children
left with nothing
but bare bones
lean nasty blamed
for their own
unemployment
misery poverty;
risks not just
broken lives
but a cold hard
mean day
of accounting
rage vented
a little compassion
goes a long way
justice equality for all
solves many problems
before they crisis arise
time world governments
address the real issues
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Rare Gesture
Yes “Amineh” she was and so beautiful
My eyes became wet and tearful
When I saw her coming out of courtroom
There was powerful joy and no gloom
Her attacker was given sentence
Whole courtroom was tense
“Eye for an eye” court pronounced
Majid, the attacker was completely silenced
Amineh was really rose and attractive
No one dared to approach her to make submissive
She had her own way to live with joy
But Majid had ill wish at her to enjoy
When she was in street at night
The stars may twinkle at her sight
Such beautiful creation was having eclipse
Soon was to be destroyed his lovely face and lips
She refused to surrender at his request
That was only her fault to meet with rest
The blind man turned complete hostile
The acid was thrown on her face meanwhile
Her world darkened and lost the chance
To live with dram boy happily at once
Where will she go now and hide her face?
She was left behind with no future to trace
She died every moment to get justice
Majid got imprisonment with notice
Today the sentence was pronounced
“Eye for an eye” verdict was announced
Amineh watched the death shadow on his face
She wanted death fear to be seen in any case
The fear shadow completely silenced people
She thought for a while and sensed the trouble
“Why death for death” her soul revolted
She prayed for sentenced to be jolted
Lesser punishment for crime committed
Since the crime was in earnest proved and admitted
She had waited for this glorious day
Humanity at heart had not dragged her away
She left it to the almighty and wisdom
Such cases of generosity are heard seldom
Amineh.. Girls name.. Majid.. name… Recent case in Iran
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Claims of right and insistence upon obligations may depend upon treaty stipulations, or upon the rules of international law, or upon the sense of natural justice applied to the circumstances of a particular case, or upon disputed facts.
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The Birmingham Six
They came out of prison
To face the real world
Those long-suffering men,
Seventeen years they had served.
Seventeen years for a bomb crime
They did not commit...how can we
Be so wrong, when on the Jury
we sit.
I quote words from
Gilbert and Sullivan's
Trial by Jury:
'Now, jurymen, hear my advice.
All kinds of vulgar prejudice
I pray you set aside.
With stern judicial frame of mind
From bias free of every kind
This Trial must be tried'.
poem by Joyce Hemsley
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How High a Price
Justice IS blind!
And government is to shield...
As lie is to conceal.
Eventually,
Truth is revealed.
No matter how high a price paid,
To entertain reality...
By keeping it hidden!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Cant Get No Justice
black man
in them poverty chains
cant get no justice
in them sterile white courts.
blue collar man
in them grimy working chains
cant get no justice
in them insulated courts.
freedom man
in them speak out chains
cant get no justice
in them walled off courts.
poor woman, ha!
in them second class chains
cant get no justice
in them man-god courts.
you and me
in them angry tired chains
cant get no justice
in them fictional courts!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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On the Innate Drive For What is Right
As life bled, martyrdom flared its buds.
Repression, red from irritation,
Rendered chinks and cracks; but thuds of
Armament - in cowardice - accomplice of the
Dictatorial blight thro' countless years -
Wreaked its retribution:
Yet hope began to bloom a coloured carapace
Enshrining their allegiance ‘gainst the
Terror in their tears.
And on! Splits yawned - breaches in the junta:
Flesh fought fanatical minds -
Bullets welcomed into open hands
And blessed with yearnings for morality:
Chiselled man-toys of death and mutilation
Couldn't repel the might of freedom
Surging at the bright horizon.
Crepuscular rays of purpose, body,
Flooded pandemonium with
Overwhelming clarity, direction -
Burdened clouds drifting wayward as the
Light channelled out a vision,
Intensifying focus on tomorrow -
Deepen their stride
As they home in to
What is theirs,
Rightfully theirs!
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Poverty Is A Relative Thing
It is true poverty is a relative thing
A poor bloke buys his girlfriend a ten dollar ring
But to a pauper one with ten dollars is not poor at all
What to one seems big to another seems small,
That poverty is a relative thing seems so true
You may well be poor but many poorer than you
There are millions of homeless on Poverty Street
Searching in rubbish bins to find something to eat
And there are millions who lay down to rest hungry at night
And sleep in the open under the starlight
At least you have a roof over your head and a bed on which to lie
And it will not be of malnutrition that you will die
And of those down on their luck the singer may sing
But poverty can be a relative thing.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Justice Delayed, Justice Denied
JUSTICE DELAYED, JUSTICE DENIED
Melvin Banggollay
Everyone has the basic right
To get justice with all its might
Which due process should fight
for real justice to shade its light.
But today as politics come to play
or richness and power interplay
With judicial systems foreplay
Justice delayed in so many way.
Justice delayed, justice denied
An unjust lawyer motto and pride
Only to show their wit as they ride
in the hall of justice with all stride.
but never for lawyers who abide
by truth their conscience can't hide.
Let's not circumvent truth with lies
Or trickery with our masterful ability
To set a culprit free from agony
in our greed for honey and money
at the expense of our honor and dignity
before God and the eyes of humanity.
Let the truth always set us free
Let it previal even its hurts any
For this is the real face of reality
that must take its light to carry
Justice to safeguard humanity.
Let us not circumvent in any way
The law just to protect one's impurity
Seal the truth to hide one's criminality
And do everything for one's posterity
even if that man is the real culprit
Even that man did all the merit
of the crime he can never discredit
yet with a lawyers treachery and wit
that man can be freed by his credit.
In so many cases when the victim is poor
Justice takes a duckling walk in the floor
But if the victim belongs to the wealthy
Justice takes a leap across reality
For sometimes money, wealth and power
Push the cart of justice with all its grandeur.
poem by Melvin Banggollay
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Delete Youth Criminal Justice Act Oct 24th,2012
Delete Youth Criminal Justice Act Oct 24th,2012
By
James Bredin
We can't publish the young criminal's name despite his many crimes,
Can't change the Youth Criminal Justice Act, no matter how many times,
As they announce more publication bans for politically correct,
Add that to no-death-with-dignity, no matter whom we elect.
Then add that to a court system that moves at a snail's pace,
More time for criminals awaiting trial - another slap in our face,
And lawyers claiming Charter Rights for every Tom, Dick and Harry,
We are our own worst enemy and it's more than we should carry.
Therefore the Youth Criminal Justice Act should now be scrapped,
Not fiddled with or amended as more criminals and lawyers laugh,
With compulsory sentences, bigger jails and faster courts,
No more publication bans from politically-correct sorts.
Oct 24th,2012
poem by James Bredin
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Making The World A Safer Place
If humanity truly aspires, to globally evolve interact,
aspires to make the world a better safer place, for all people;
then would we, should we, not cooperate to fight crime?
Should we create an International Criminal Court
a permanent tribunal to prosecute individuals;
for genocide, crimes against humanity, war crimes,
and the crime of aggression against other nations?
Would this help stop wars, aid the cause of world peace?
Should we cooperate internationally, to stop crimes of aggression?
Would this be an effective aid, in wars against terrorism?
Rejoice global peace loving nations, have indeed created,
supported in law, such an International Criminal Court.
The International Criminal Court, the ICC, currently it
cannot, will not; be able to exercise
jurisdiction over the crime of aggression;
in any way before the year 2017 but
slowly steadily we are making progress,
in the right direction, yet still the question
lingers, is progress fast enough to save us?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Rage For Justice
Sometimes we seethe with rage
over some heinous crime committed.
Our voices are raised with thousands of others
for justice to prevail, and then watch in disbelief
as a nominal sentence is incurred.
Although the courts think,
they decide the fate of the individual
it is inside the walls of prison
that really seals their fate.
Sex offenders and child abusers
are never welcome there.
The prisoners welter out
their own brand of punishment for them.
14 November 2009
poem by David Harris
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