for those that support the disorder of life,
understand the order of all peace kept - sleeps with one hand tight with a knife,
covered in sheets that reek from the odor of death - secrets creep over the security that was sworn to be kept,
molded from laws as soft as concrete constantly mocking the hungry families who eat dinner with a papier-mâché fork wrapped in barbed wire,
like a Christmas present expired to be opened on Halloween - the corporate begs for his try as he fears his life will be silenced from the woman screaming inside the screen of a machine,
trails hide liars but it is unanimous the innocence is such an inconvenience to those who share a chair in power - one more child is treated as a photo never receiving justice as deserved,
dessert is served but sentencing was never heard - the Franklin family left without any sweet revenge,
it seems big business buys opinions and walks clean with red covered hands that dipped in the process
such a shame the court caught an inner most disgusting sickness and deserted dignity from the rights of 13-year old Rebecca Arnold Frank