Railroaded by
A modern day
Witch hunt
I never had
A chance
Now I am
Nothing more
Than a sacrificial lamb
For others
To benefit from
Waiting to die
For a crime
I didn't commit
The so called
Evidence
Doesn't add up
And a confession
That is so coerced
It's ridiculous
Anyone with a brain
And no alterior motive
Can see
I am not guilty
Yet to those
In power
None of that
Seemed to matter
And at the end
Of the day
I am still nothing
But a lamb
For the slaughter