Dockets & Pockets

This isn’t one case. This isn’t one name. It’s generations waking up…

Knowing justice doesn’t play the same game.

Dockets… pockets… who’s making profits? Swollen eye sockets, everybody’s lost it.

Years in the courtrooms, millions to process, Working folks pay while the powerful just watch us.

Screenshots, whispers, facts or fiction, Half the truth and half suspicion.

Everybody’s got a claim. Some seek truth, some seek blame. Sorting smoke from truth’s the game.

Twitter crowns another expert, YouTube starts another war. We’re too busy fighting each other, Who’s keeping score?

The louder the circus gets, The harder truth can be found.

Quit swinging at your neighbor, Aim your questions at the crown.

Karen Read. John O’Keefe. Names that never leave the room.

Sandra Birchmore—questions growing where the silence learned to bloom.

Juston Root… another family carrying unanswered years,

Holding onto hope while living underneath the weight of tears.

Courtroom lights stay burning,

Meter’s running every day.

Hotel rooms, highway miles, legal bills pile higher each day,

Truth should never be a luxury that working folks can’t pay.

Another day. Another dollar.

Another promise dressed in hope.

Working people fund the system,

Watching answers disappear like smoke.

Working overtime to fund the very system we debate

Wondering if tomorrow’s truth will arrive before it’s too late.

The rich can wait forever.

The poor run out of gas.

Truth gets buried underneath

Another mountain built from cash.

Who’s cashing every check?

Who’s counting every fee?

Who gets another paycheck

From endless misery?

Stop swinging at your neighbors,

We’re on the same damn side.

Mean tweets don’t solve the mystery, They just deepen the divide.

While we’re fighting in the comments,

They’re counting all the money.

While we’re picking sides on Twitter,

They’re laughing that it’s funny.

Less noise. More courage.Less ego. More resolve.The truth won’t fear the daylight, And it won’t be found in brawls.

Stop feeding every algorithm. Stop making drama the king. Cuz the community you’re trying to burn down, Is the one we’re all living in.

Nobody agrees on everything. Nobody ever will. But we’re arguing in circles

While power stands perfectly still.

We don’t need another hero.

We don’t need another side.

We need truth that stands on evidence,

Not whichever team survived.

This isn’t one case.

This isn’t one name.

It’s every citizen deciding Whether justice is a promise…

Or just another game.