humor ***** JUDGE THE SUSPECT
A rape victim is being interrogated by the prosecutor, when she details anything about the rapist, all spectators are eyeing suspiciously to the presiding judge.
Seems all descriptions attribute perfectly tot the jury's physical features, gestures, mole and facial aura.
Hopefully, this is only a mistaken identity or simply a person's similarity.
poem by Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan

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That's not rape
A man was convicted for rape even though he didn't commit that crime.
He'll be branded a rapist for the rest of his life and that's a long time.
When this man slept with a woman, he promised to wear a condom but he did not.
He didn't deserve a rape conviction but that's what he got.
Rape is making a person have sex by force.
Not by neglecting to wear a condom during intercourse.
I'll be the first to admit that what that man did was wrong.
And he probably does deserve his jail sentence that is long.
But he shouldn't be called a rapist, that's not fair.
Such injustices might not happen if people were more aware.
poem by Randy Johnson

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Judge presiding
Judge presiding
~
he sits aloft
looking down well dressed
an educated man
but a man nether the less
he has his own sins
vices, faults
they are left behind
in the changing room
with his casual wear
and coat, for now
he sits there listening
to every detail
every word of evidence
building his picture
of a legal precedent
hoping the jury helps
guide him to a conclusion
that serves the law well
its no easy task
the law is not perfect
but he's been educated
at some expense
to make these decisions
the verdict remains open
judge presiding
poem by Matthew Holloway

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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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A grand jury hears only one side - that of the prosecutor.
quote by Donella Meadows

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Rape Me
Rape me
Rape me my friend
Rape me
Rape me again
I'm not the only one (4x)
Hate me
Do it and do it again
Waste me
Rape me my friend
I'm not the only one (4x)
My favorite inside source
I'll kiss your open sores
Appreciate your concern
You'll always stink and burn
Rape me
Rape me my friend
Rape me
Rape me again
I'm not the only one (4x)
Rape me (rape me) (8x)
Rape me
song performed by by Nirvana from In Utero

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No Need to Second Guess(response to comments on) 'A Scar Called Rape')
the answer to your comments
are right there in the seems
stitched up tight
hatred, fright, that night
fictional accounts
do not hold up right
the seems rip from lies
the right is not given in poetry
to fictionalize a true occurrence
a real moment in time
yes the rape happened
words of hate cannot describe
in such detail of my account
you say i hope
i hope it is false
but it is true
I'm am living proof
rape happens
we cant second guess people
their ability to inflict upon others
in the way rapist lead a victim
control them long after it is over
i am living the life of a survivor
it is not fiction
to make a story
about such an image
a scar of an occurrence
a fallacy called rape
it is not pleasure to read I'm sure
but we cannot compose ourselves
we cannot dream it be true
we do not think its possible
the sickness spread from fetish
controlling a woman
an innocent girl
fiction it is not
it happens
no need to second guess
we live in a rotten world
poem by Audrey Marie Kay

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All And All
A creator
A clay-moulder
A critic
A judge
A jury
A lawyer
A prosecutor
A protector
A guardian
A pillow
A blanket
A house
A road
A punisher
A rewarder
A guide
A challenge
A barrier
A barrier-breaker
A push-over
A catcher
A harness
A mentor
A teacher
A student
A medicine
A placebo
A cure
A disease
A manual
A diary
A villain
A vigilante
A hero
All and all,
what a parent
should be.
poem by Maros van den Bergh

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Love Is A Lawsuit
What sort of person are you to say,
you want to be polished and perfect?
Then complain about being handled roughly
Love is a lawsuit;
Harsh evidence must be reviewed,
to settle the case the judge must hear details
You, as judge are the only one that can rule for love
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero

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Delusions!
I saw a dream within my dream,
I found Ravidas loudly scream.
'O Lord, I am caught up in illusions,
The world as I see is full of delusions.' 1.
He saw an emperor napping on throne,
With begging bowl he found him groan.
In dream lamented parting of empire,
So are we now, in begger’s attire.2.
As mistaken identity of rope for snake,
Lord revealed him the mystery of world fake.
Mistaken identity of bracelets and gold,
Now, not at all he could behold.3.
Now, in all places the Lord conforms,
He enjoys Himself in diverse forms.
Ravidas says, He is as close as limbs,
The world simply exists as He whims.4
*Inspired by Bani Guru Ravidas
poem by C.P. Sharma

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When we went to school we were told that we were governed by laws, not men. As a result of that, many people think there is no need to pay any attention to judicial candidates because judges merely apply the law by some mathematical formula and a good judge and a bad judge all apply the same kind of law. The fact is that the most important part of a judge's work is the exercise of judgment and that the law in a court is never better than the common sense judgment of the judge that is presiding.
quote by Robert H. Jackson

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In Relation To The Diverse Quantities Of Several Countertypes By Which The Converse Pendulum As A Whole Demonstrates Ludicrous Dwellings In Unimaginable Fathoms
i am a rapist
rape victims ;)
poem by Richard Nixon

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Order Is Called
Some may find it a difficult task,
To argue the rules of correctness...
In a court of law,
When the prosecutor shows up drunk.
The jury is passing a joint of weed between them.
The bailiff is masturbating!
The plaintiff is sharing a 5th of scotch.
And the defendant appears in a clown suit!
When the order is called for all to rise...
At a rascism charge proceeding,
A prostitute comes from under the judge's bench.
And 'he' is the district attorney,
That everyone recognizes as the local minister!
But silence is demanded...
As the national anthem is played!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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Their Teachers
Never do the same signs show their details,
Details are simply abandoning the very concept;
Signs fool the teachers of this era as we speak,
Details are against those who teach and display.
poem by Naveed Akram

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Identity of a person
Identity of a person
Identity signifies complexity
Identity identifies with reality
Identity is the bearer of all vanity
How does a person identify with identity?
You define yourself based on what?
They say, they say
You’re kind or moral based on what?
Or
You’re a genius and shrewd based on what?
Or
You make the perfect lover, look for no other
They say, they say
You’re strong without a thought it may not last long
Or
You’ve skills since with a record you run up high bills
Or
You are shy but no one ever talks to you or says hi
Or
You never give up because right now you are on top
They say, they say
You are generous or gregarious when all you are is conscious
Or
You’re innovative yet not the originator of the idea conceived
What are the facts?
That makes your identity intact
When change on identity has the last impact?
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi

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I attribute the little I know to my not having been ashamed to ask for information, and to my rule of conversing with all descriptions of men on those topics that form their own peculiar professions and pursuits.
quote by John Locke

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Micro-irrigation
Physical contact alone is not
The source of irrigation
For sexual gratification.
Presence, glances, gestures,
Visions, talks, allusions,
Responses, letters, presents,
Photographs, thoughts and fantasy
Also function as subsoil
Or drip irrigation,
To keep the crop alive.
No wilt, no rape will result.
10.05.2000, Palakkad
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

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In the spirit of Rumi - 62 - Religion
The witness said
this is what I saw
no other witnesses were present at the time,
none of the jury were there of course,
the judge was not there
some of the jury said
if he says so I believe him,
some of the jury said
how do I know that's the truth
they listened,
his eyes shone;
their hearts listened,
their eyes shone;
yes they said,
that's true
poem by Michael Shepherd

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A gentle aura
corresponds to warmth within
not facial flora.
haiku by Jonathan Robin (24 October 2006)

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The Auric School
Oh dear, it is as I feared, I scanned Aura Energy, feeling no synergy
with the well-meaning author as he orated on the magnificence of the
aura's appearance, colours connected to numerology, there he lost
me totally, writing of tentacles and auric vampirism
He explained how to fix the aura in order to cleanse an emotional system, but I shook my head, if emotional states cause the aura to
fracture, dis-colour and become nebulous or change from iridescent
to dark grey, I would prefer to work on the mental aspect instead
of approaching trees
And using the moon and stars' influence to release their magic on
the broken aura, crystal-waving like pendulums seems to be too
bohemian, if I could have invested these procedures with hope and
belief, they would probably work for me too - but starting by
trying to visualise the aura is too much
Using physical sensors meant to perceive the material world to
focus on an immaterial entity like the aura simply makes no
sense to me, I'm glad Joe Slate and his acolytes are successful
in repairing auras no-one but they can see - and thus heal
people from suffering
But I'm doomed to invest my belief in systems I have visualised
as a child and proved successful after concentration on the
imagery - anything would do and if I had been brought up in
the auric school, I probably would have had success in using
this to change reality, now too late to change my fate…
poem by Margaret Alice Second

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The Aura Of Being
LIKE A RADIATING AURA,
MY WHOLE BEING GLOWS OUTWARDLY,
WITH THE BURNING PASSION FOR TRUTH,
LIKE THE FIRE OF MY BEING,
MY AURA GLOWS,
YES, I WILL EXHALE WITH RELIEF,
WHEN THIS FEELING BEGETS ANOTHER,
THE AURA OF MY BEING IS ME,
I AM ME, YES I AM ME,
A SOVEREIGN BEING THAT LOVES TO LOVE AND HATES TO HATE,
THE AURA OF MY BEING IS ME,
MY PASSION FOR TRUTH,
MY LOVE FOR INTEGRITY,
YES IN THE AURA OF MY BEING, I BASK,
I WILL SING MY SONGS WITH JOY,
I WILL CRY MY TEARS ALONE,
I WILL FEEL MY PAINS ALONE,
I WILL BEAR MY SORROWS ALONE,
WHY? MY BEING IS MY AURA,
MY AURA IS MY BEING,
I AM A BEING RADIATING WITH THE AURA OF REGALITY.
MY AURA IS MY INTEGRITY.
THE AURA OF THE TIGER, PROTECTS THE TIGER.
poem by Overlord Don Manuel Ihcakeyno

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