Personal poem.
In my country trinidad that's how we talk.
The story of how justice can go awry when emotions rule instead of justice ruling.
http://www.postpoems.org/authors/nightlight1220/prose/953553
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For those who asked why I'm country.
Yes I know the 1911 was not used to win the West. When I wrote this I meant the Western Hemisphere, from every battle and war from WWII and on. Otherwise, enjoy! :D
