THE GAVEL

Lyrics written and owned by Chantele Delaine

I've learned from Plato and Socrates

That trial defenses are called apologies

Here in my time The Gavel still speaks minds

And it sentences in three's

I have learned to alienate

Mechanized to defend with walls and gates

I see no crime to this serving of time

So why drill faults into mine?

Crito rolled in with getaway car

But I remained, only to be seen between bars

My supper last, right through the tea

Now I fight the urge to emerge prematurely

Only after taxi go do I inhale

But no one was left to break me from jail

I won't be defined for not fighting tooth and nail

I've got keys and so I bail

I've learned from Plato and Socrates

That trial defenses are called apologies

And now I know that they did these things so

I can take leave of row

© 2019 Chantele Delaine