Trial By Perjury

And as the courts again do time  
the legal process grinds  
as miles and miles of piles of files  
are burnt to fuel the crime  
 
“I rest my case” the barrister said  
“against the wall of Truth”  
but holes were found, the case had drowned  
the judge sat all aloof  
 
the cautious prisoner tiptoed free  
the people feared a whim  
went out and killed, third victim stilled  
the barrister looked at him  
 
whenever Truth’s put in the dock  
and argued for the toss  
the heads and tails of sirens’ wails  
will have it on the rocks  
 
and as they celebrate the case  
distributing the fees  
the Truth is lost to human cost  
to oil the legal-ease.