The case is ready for trial, the Defense braces for war.
I stand accused and pleaded, a prisoner of this Bar
My smile constitutes all my bail but alas is it enough?.
Time treats me like an unpaid Bailiff, it pushes me this way, so rough

The words from the matter stumble, over the ragged edge of my nervous wits.
My pride is like a chafing handcuff, in reality binding my lips
My mind at sea its bow awash gallantly fights the tide,
but waves of emotions overcome and flood as soon as they collide.

Slap! reality hits me on the wrist, It cross examines my heart but I'm still in bliss
Back to the parade of evidence, the judge readying her likely sentence
My closing arguments, is that all my case?. Will you allow my one appeal or scorn me to my face?
I'm left to wrestle with my fate. Left to wait while you deliberate
But there's only one logical verdict for me. I'm guilty in the first degree
Guilty of serendipity.....