O. J. and Me
-- by Bruce Baker bab@iaonline.com

Are we quick to judge when others have set him free?
Could the color of my skin have made him guilty?
For months I watched the trial progress.
Always hoping that he would confess.

Now I hear him everywhere and see him on TV.
He's playing golf and roaming free.
Can I be so wrong, have my senses left me?
NO I shout, this man is GUILTY!


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