12 Angry Men

A chosen few,

impartial for today

With a single word

we can put this man away

It seems so trivial

to those who sit in the box

But if the roles were reversed

would we want the same feelings?

Twelve different minds,

twelve different reasons

for wanting this trial to end

Twelve Angry Men:

but are we qualified?

The scene is set

We're in for a very long ride

A sea of testimony

drowns each juror with its tides

To ask for perfection

under pressure and limited time,

is to brew a vintage spirit

with the grapes off any vine

Day after day, the wheels of Justice keep turning

The more that we try, it seems the less we are learning

Day after day, the bridges crossed, we keep burning

As hard as the dimb may seem, we must continue yearning

Preservation of every Right

will keep the wheels spinning

forevermore

The coward's way out,

keep quiet and just agree

Or take the path not chosen,

and voice my discrepancy

Eleven fierce stares

But I know I can justify

It's a small price to pay

when we know we've done what's right

Twelve different minds,

twelve different reasons

for acting as we did

Twelve Angry Men:

but were we qualified?