Out of the darkness
   the tears came
               humbly at first
        then with increasing pride
    as memories of past justice mounted
              times when the jury was a candle
       burning bright in the darkness
  accused and accusing
having equal time
     the candle marked half way down
            the defence speaking to that deathly mark
       the prosecution the remaining length
  unless
the light gave up before the end
       in that case
             the crime was judged to be true
     guilt was apportioned
               and I was sent to my death