For me, no gavel, hammers The Scales were never weighted. My Crime was that of a victim,My life, was the price I paid. And when my life was taken,Why weren't my rights read? And the Statement, "overruled" When they pronounced me dead? I'll never hear my rights, Nor take the witness stand, No attorney to defend me, My fate was in a killer's hand. Now the courtroom's crowded, As the defendant pleads the case. With just the glimmer of a tear, Cold eyes on a straight face. But oh, that I could take the stand, If they could witness my last breath, Could they live with the terror, That I went through in death If they could hear my pleading cries, And see the hatred in that face, At last, we'd know, the scales had, "Been balanced" in this case. If I could, I'd tell the jury, Exactly how it was, The fear and pain that I went through, Struck down without a cause. Did the jury carefully weigh it all, As they listened to the plea? There were no emotions, showing now,Just the hope of going free. The final verdict now is in, As the defendant stands in tears If only I had done as well.....Given ten to twenty years.
LESLEY WAS TAKEN AWAY FROM HIS FAMILY AND FRIENDS ON JULY 1st 2001.HE WILL ALWAYS HAVE A SPECIAL PLACE IN MY HEART,AND HIS FAMILY WILL REMAIN IN MY THOUGHTS AND PRAYERS.WE ALL LOVE AND MISS HIM DEARLY
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