No One Killed Jessica
Corpse found with bullets,
Police went clueless,
Courts left without evidence,
No one criminal, says jurisprudence.
Case solved, file closed.
poem by S.D. Tiwari
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In all candor, the Court fails to perceive any reason for suspending the power of courts to get evidence and rule on questions of privilege in criminal matters simply because it is the president of the United States who holds the evidence.
quote by John J. Sirica
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The Cluelessness Of An Affair
i was there
she said and found it
allegedly she
when she arrived there
she lost herself
clueless as to what happened
to her
but that was it when she saw him
naked in the garden
doing his own thing
which he said was also a way
of discovering himself
and losing it
just the same
they were in this together
and then
they parted without really knowing
why
she was just herself
and so was he
we who heard about it
remained clueless
but who would care?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The principle of equity first came into evidence in Roman jurisprudence and was derived by analogy from the physical meaning of the word.
quote by Herbert Read
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Dead Man’s Gun
I don't like the dead man's gun
Because
Today I found it on my bed in heaven
And
It was not me who left it there Lord
Because I don’t own a gun
And I hate guns
Because
They are very dangerous
And nobody has the right to take their life away
If they are in good mental condition
We leave it up to you Lord
But to my surprise
Just before I went to bed for the night
I discovered
They had removed the body of a young man
Who had killed himself with the gun
In my bed
I didn’t know this young man
But I am not happy that he laid on my bed in heaven
Because in my bed are all the blood stains
And that bed is the evidence to this case
And the police took it away with them together with the body
Of the young man
And what now?
Where am I going to sleep tonight?
Please don’t forget that I have no bed in heaven
Right now
Why do people destroy themselves in heaven?
Shouldn’t heaven be a beautiful place?
poem by Aldo Kraas
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I got the chance to argue my first case in Supreme Court, a criminal case arising in Alabama that involved the right of a defendant to counsel at a critical stage in a capital case before a trial.
quote by Constance Baker Motley
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Lack of evidence
Late last night I found a significant piece of evidence of you -
evidence of your past existance
i found it odd how little i cared, but how much i still remembered.
i have no pictures of you, only those in my head
i often dream about you, but when i wake up i no longer remember what you look like
silly and repetitive i catch my image in the mirror
you name still etched in my naked skin like a branding - of a caged animal
an animal DYING to be free
but thats just the case, no matter how free an animal may appear, one who's been branded really only means they are owned by someone or something.
i'm branded - for life
but i never was and never will be yours................. ever again
poem by Carolyn Vuletic
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While teaching, I also worked undercover in the lower courts by saying I was a young law teacher wanting experience in criminal law. The judges were happy to assist me but what I learned was how corrupt the lower courts were. Judges were accepting money right in the courtroom.
quote by Samuel Dash
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Before The Bullets Fly
You know I hate to leave you babe
But I just cant waste my time....
Well youve got this jealous husband
And Im far too young to die,
I must move on away from here
Just before the bullets fly
Ive always been a gabler
Takin chances all my life....
Always smashin those love affairs
Just like shootin dice,
I staged the game girl
Thats what keeps me satisfied
And I can leave it in the nick of time
Just before the bullets fly
Solo
I lost my first bet
When I was twenty-one
Found myself in new orleans
On the wrong end of a gun....
The stakes keep getting higher......
But somehow I survive,
By knowin when the need became
Just before the bullets fly
Im knowing when the need became
Just before the bullets fly
Im knowing when the need became
Just before the bullets fly
song performed by by Allman Brothers Band
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Soft Court System Oct 9th,2012
Our soft courts seem to bend over backwards giving criminals a break,
Giving bail or house arrest as though the public was not awake,
Because some legal-aid lawyer might want more Charter rights,
Though the terrorist criminal might like being involved in knife fights.
Therefore we need compulsory sentences laid down by law,
Not wishy-washy pompous judges with a soft paw,
And mandatory minimum time inside for vicious crimes,
Added time for each criminal crime each and every time.
And the Charter of Right should not influence a court decision,
The reason our courts are so soft with all the indecision,
And no publicity bans allowed for some strange reason,
We live in a democracy so therefore no secret season.
poem by James Bredin
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter II: Criminal
Good criminal will judge like a cop
Bad criminal will think as a victim
Smart criminal will use the brain
Fool criminal will be burned by emotion
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Hallowed Ground
Everybodys intent on killing someone
The streets are closed and theres a kid on the run
The bullets scream out from gun to gun
Everybodys intent on being someone
The cold and darkness of a criminal dawn
Wrapped in blankets gotta keep ourselves warm
A child in the arms of a teenage mum
Who will be there, who will be the next victim
Of the criminal dawn?
Old friends meet on the edge of town
Sharing conversation, hoping things will soon get better
While the children meet, got the world at their feet
Not knowing whats around the corner
Are we living for an uncertain future?
Down on the corner sits a broken man
Lives by the bottle, swears never again
Lost his money on the dogs and gin
Now he looks for his supper in a garbage can
The kids hang around by the old schoolground
Right by the river where the body was found
Throwing stones on hallowed ground
Who will be there, who will be the next victim
Of the criminal dawn?
Old friends meet on the edge of town
Sharing conversation, hoping things will soon get better
While the children meet, got the world at their feet
Not knowing whats around the corner
Are we living for an uncertain future?
In the cold and darkness of a criminal dawn
Wrapped in blankets gotta keep ourselves warm
A child in the arms of a teenage mum
Who will be there, who will be the last victim
Of the criminal dawn?
Old friends meet on the edge of town
Sharing conversation, hoping things will soon get better
While the children meet, got the world at their feet
Not knowing whats around the corner
Are we living for an uncertain future?
song performed by by Erasure
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Ra-mar-ley
A teenage boy entered his apartment
Followed by a hostile bunch of cops
Who barged right in, without assent?
Shot "Ramarley" dead…left a corpse
ROTMS
Ra-Sun god
Mar- Ocean
Ley-Ancient Path
(End police brutality and random murder)
http: //www.nbcnewyork.com/news/local/Ramarley-Graham-C op-Indicted-Bronx-Police-Shooting-Manslaughter-15 8456175.html
View ROTMS writings, images and video at;
rotms.blogspot.com
poem by Ray Lucero
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Although the evidence at this trial shows that Charles Manson was the leader of the conspiracy to commit these murders, there is no evidence that he actually personally killed any of the seven victims in this case.
quote by Vincent Bugliosi
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This Suspect
He forcible had sex with her!
For he overpowered her in a struggle;
But this suspect was caught by the police after the victim reported the case.
Smelter,
Sultry,
Oppressive;
And like the dark thick forest!
But this suspect was caught by the police after the victim reported the case.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Clueless
I really don't have clue
All things I do and bad things
I do and keep it a secret can come out at any moment
The guilt built on inside hurt
Clueless
About life and things
Whatever throw and come my way
I let it make me fall down and break into pieces
I get blame for not listening and
Doing the right thing
Clueless
About what I really want to happen and see come true
I need to let my heart decision
I need keep my ears open and
Watch out for people and things
Time and years flying by so fast
I can't be
Cluelesss
Anymore and not let anyone/anything bring me down
Clueless
poem by Christina Phan
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The antitrust litigation currently in the federal courts in the U.S. against Monsanto will be the test case in the life sciences, just as the Microsoft case was the test case in the information sciences.
quote by Jeremy Rifkin
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Any perjury case is a tough case. You just don't go on 'he said-she said.' You have to find corroborating evidence.
quote by Victoria Toensing
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H-K (Hunter-Killer)
The conscious man is dead
And I buried him
Beneath this scarred tissue
Armored skeleton
The machine is now alive
Desensitized with open eyes
Powered by an angry mind
And is refueled by those I despise
I've become what the detest
A delinquent survivalist
Without fear and no regrets
They fu*king say
I am a criminal
I am a criminal
I am a criminal
I am a criminal
I must steal to survive
I must kill to moralize
Leaving people victimized
Fuels my angst inside
I'm your judge
And your jury
You don't get an attorney
With my verdict of guilty
An execution in fury
The machine is now alive
To wreak havoc in your lives
There's no use to hold me back
I am ready to attack
Repeat second verse
I am a criminal
I am a criminal
I am a criminal
I am a criminal
song performed by by Fear Factory from Demanufacture
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0013 The Witness Box
It was a minor court case –
a matter of a market trader
selling maybe stolen goods,
the police attempting, probably not for the first time,
to get clear evidence to nail him…
but for those serving on a jury
for the first time, an occasion
full of all the solemn majesty of law;
the difficulties of following court proceedings;
weighing the evidence; and most of all,
the fear of convicting an innocent man –
even, as visibly here, a slippery man to deal with.
The court was small; almost intimate.
After the grubby, vague, sometimes seemingly irrelevant
prosecution claims (points being made that
a jury would not appreciate, involving finer points of law) -
and, months after the event,
policemen reading from notes they took of the case
which were as evidence, more like a crime half seen, and
half assumed, the accused took the witness stand
and as he took the last two steps towards the stand
I witnessed an extraordinary moment, even with
his back to me – for two seconds at the most, you could see
the burden of a lifetime's criminality fall from his shoulders;
in this moment of pure, beautiful grace:
something within him knew that this was the given moment
to ‘come clean’ once and forever…
before me stood, for a single glimpse,
the human being in primal innocence.
So when he took the witness stand
and declared himself not guilty
at was, at one level, manifestly true..
He took the stand; swore on the holy book
to tell the truth, the whole truth,
and nothing but the truth;
and lied and lied and lied – so obviously,
that to my astonishment, the judge intervened,
leaned over to him and said in almost motherly tones,
‘Mr Smith – why is it that whenever you are asked
a question.. you tell..a lie? ’…
In the courtroom, a breathless pause;
(the defence lawyers can’t have been too pleased
to hear this condemnation by implication) :
‘It’s me nature, ma’am’ was the sincere and miserable reply..
The police failed to convince us of his guilt – although
we quessed they’d been after him for some time;
we let him off; but in that moment which was unforgettable,
I’d seen innocence and guilt within one man.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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I spent time in, like, criminal courts, and covering murder trials for papers.
quote by Kurt Loder
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