The bell buzzed like a swarm of bees
as  His Truth was said
and the icy cold eyes of the Inquisitor
spoke orders to have  the
fate of his
chained hands and shackled feet
rest under a red button.

I want my Defender!

There is no such

I want my Lawyer!

There is no such

I want my Justice!

There is no such

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They gave me up; the children, Hopeless

*There are no such