September 20, 2014

 

 

Oh the joy of a witness

when insanity strikes;

the convenient bystander

that no defence likes.

 

Oh the happiness felt

when support is around;

the willing comforter there,

when little sense found.

 

Oh the justice at last

when all looked but lost;

the angel in disguise

on a path indeed crossed.

 

 

 

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