David S. Pointer- A Poem

            Barrister’s Inferno

Flashing a secret society hand-sign,
a felon-to-be
                        immediately has his
court case dismissed
                                          by sitting
                                          judge
soon hearing the youthful minority
charges
            ricocheting off court room
walls and offended psyches like
armored marbles
                                or icy guideposts
as another great state gavel taps down