All rise
Court is now in session
You may be seated
The defense calls Jonah Gabriel King to the stand

Ladies and gentlemen
The oppressed would like his chance to speak
And I know you have your objections
To which I calmly say… overruled
Cuz I mean this is insanity
Like I’m finally exhaling without being drowned
Under a sea—no an ocean
Of cries, convicting me of this crime
You want the truth
You can’t handle the truth
You can’t contain the truth
Not when the truth is right in front of you
Right under your nose
That you can smell the roses
And believe it’s not there
Ladies and gentlemen
I have a lot worse names I could call you than ladies and gentleman
So I’m not gonna call out names
You see my Grandmomma taught me everything I know
So I’m not gonna be rude
And you best believe I’m not going to be disrespectful
I’m not rappin this time
This time I’m a poet
This time I have words
Words you never heard
Because they’re words I never said
I don’t know if these words were meant to be said
But I’m saying them
So I guess
I just got to run with them
Because in the end
At the end of the day
All the way to the end of life
Words are all I have
Even if I have the command of armies
General Merriam Webster
You can sit this one out
This is my fight
This one’s dedicated to those on the inside
In the air conditioning
Where it is cool and comfortable
And damn well you believe it’s a great place to be
While I’m outside talkin to the air
Because my choir forgot to show up
And what’s a preacher without a choir?
A very lonely preacher
That one really gets to me
Cuz when you jumble all those metaphors together
You get the life that I live
And the way that I live it
Do you have any idea what you’ve done?
What you put me through?
I ran with the devil
And told God I still love him
All to back up this dream I never achieved
Acceptance…
Because all you gave me was denial
Put me on trial
And convicted me
Of being me…

Case dismissed