05/09/2016
Lay that gavel down Big Judge
The hierarchal throne from which you cast your judgment
Offers you only a singular perspective
A skewed vantage point from on high
Descend from your cushioned bench
Which is numbing your senses
And level your gaze back in this earthly realm
Meet me amist the chaos of
Dreams... Ambitions... Expectations... Fears
And then handle your gavel from here
Look deep into my eyes
And hear the changing resonance of your sentencing