The Witness Stand Poem by April Humason

You can't understand what you have not lived. I've seen evil cause death firsthand. So on this witness stand I will lie. Knowing I planned to tell the truth. I even lifted my hand and swear it. But as the lawyers push I start to wonder who they command. If I say what I saw will I be on the way to my promise land. Or will I be silenced with this dead hand.

I can recall the warm sand under my feet. But facts I forget as I sit on this stand. Fear has made me withstand from the truth. As you law men demand bravery to stop these lies. But reassurance of remand will not open my lips. Because I saw his darkness firsthand. And the light will not protect me from his no man's land of I tell the truth on this witness stand.

Don't misunderstand that guy needs to fry. But if I comply to your demand you better tell me goodbye. Since he's pretty sly and I don't want to die. So I will tell you why I must lie on this witness stand. Because it's very unwise to be a evil mans next prize.