The court hired me/

My role of which I know/

My instincts pushed me into a river/

A river flowing water mixed with salt but tasted like pepper/

Is it guilt that I acted like a spokesperson of a conglomerate/

I spilled  all sorts of data which were forecasted/

A resignation letter replying my medulla forcing me to type it/

The opposition rejected my envelope written I’m Out/

They took seeds and implanted them to the court/

The court fell for it, I didn’t/

In support of my own, I took a stand/

It’s not my fault/

Objection your honor, they chipped in/


I borrowed my smile to them/

They didn’t accept it/

I pleaded not  guilty/

To them I was publicized a rotten egg, as if my odour was bad.