I have lived within the shadows of unrealized hope
despair has been by solemn guide

justice, it was once a grand idea
something my grip no longer attends

sometimes an ethical allowance can leave one morally bankrupt.

which side is fairest upon the scale?

bring me my head upon a platter,
sell me to the highest bidder for the lowest price

my waxen countenance has since melted away

discover my past and you shall view my future
it presents an ominous glow of deceptive beauty

be gentle in how you judge me,
for one day my shoes shall fit you fine.


- J.G. Smith (05/14/06)