I wrote this in my Ethics Philosophy class earlier this year. I really don’t know why I wrote it; however, I enjoy the character. I hope that doesn’t make me sound as bad as he is.

A brief poem about the traps and snares of the judicial injustice system in America and other "civilized" parts of the world.

Limerick.

This is a poem about how sometime we feel like we are stuck in one place while the people around us move on forward.

Life is a struggle no doubt about it but that is no excuse.

We create our own jails, where we are not free to be!

Someone is describing his pain of losing his beloved one.

Part three of four.

We hope this long jail sentence will apease the relatives of those who perished. and give the solace even if belatedly.

This poem describes my inner voice…