GUARDIANS OF RECORDS

 

The court reporter;

the record keepers.

The unseen heros of the court.

Making every one honest.

 

I am in love with them.

I admire their integrity.

I thank them for there necessary services.

Protectors of precious treasure.

Keepers of truth.

 

The cornerstone of “Truth Seeking.”

Protectors of “Real Evidence”.

Guardians of knowledge.

Where would I be without them?

 

I am lost without them!

They are my truth compass;

my map of honesty.

To navigate the legal maze

and conquer a political kerborose.

 

They are a rock I stand on,

to defend against a social cancer

rotting our moral connective tissue;

preventing the evolution to a better society.

 

I am in love with them.

I cherish them.

I recognize there work.

I appreciate there selfless undertaking.

 

They are the silent heroines of the justice system.

Even though there work is ravaged.

Their small monetary reward stolen.

There legal copy right repetitively violated.

Their authenticative-authority

continually undermined;

Their certification

borrowed without reward.

 

I see the injustice.

I witness the abuse.

I feel their warm tears of sorrow.

I share their pain.

 

I recognized their unspoken cause.

Count me as a friend.

Count me as a fan.

I love their work.

 

I appreciate their silent efforts.

The court reporters,

the record keepers.

The unseen heroes of the court.

 

Making order out of chaos,

while keeping everyone honest.

I am in love with them.

I am Infatuated

by there professionalism.

I thank them for their silent endeavor!

 

Leegal Poet

Wayne  Ferron

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