On trial for his character and soul

Sorry about the dramatics, but the courtroom is tense

Witnesses will testify

The prosecution prefers to carry out the evidence as they see fit

Smoke coming from the defense, arrows pointing to misdirection

Plaintiff cannot make a sound, his voice is weak

Too bad his mind is in hell and his expression is meek

Some citizens who consider themselves immune cheer and jest

Of the halting of his rebellion due to arrest

Now the system wants to hold him at bay

Tear up his life and throw him away

He’ll take the rap

Since he’s the sap

Nothing else to create

He’s the failure processed to dissipate