Thirty-One Days

This is a very powerful and well-worded piece you have written.

I do think you are a bit harsh on the jurors, since it is a weakness in the system that allows her to walk free, and not those particular jurors.

I also think the piece could flow a bit better if you did away with the hard stops and just let the line breaks determine the pauses, and kept it all in the second person, rather than switching from the third person to the second.

I also think the ending would be even more powerful if you left off the part about the 12 jurors.

Something like this:

Innocent
angel baby
Washed in the venomous bile
of your mother's womb

Born
into a swamp
of lies and deceit
Deprived of justice
while ravenous beasts
devoured your sweet
tender flesh

I weep for you
precious child
The whole nation
weeps for you

Except for the one
who wears...
"Bella Vita"

Oh so those 12...were the supreme court judges?...ah! Now I get this..
About the casey antony case...
Wow! Like britt said you have sum up what happend perfectly...
This poem has so much emotion....
And the word choice was excellent.
Not too complex and not too simple..
I loved this piece!
amazing job!

I too was unaware of this story being from a different part of the world it wouldn't of been as known here, but your poem had such an emotional impact on me that I typed a few words from it into Google and managed to find it a many links on it and read the timeline of Wikipedia. I am truly shocked about the verdict and am completely disgusted.

After reading I then read your poem again and the emotional impact you created here was much stronger. Now knowing the story I can understand why you wrote such a piece and why it was filled with such anger, sadness and I too feel the same things.

The poetry itself was beautifully sad and I am thankful you wrote such a poem to make those of us who didn't know about such a tragedy aware.

Thank you for sharing.
-Mel.

You have penned the words that lay within so many minds.
The world weeps for the little one who will never get the chance to ride the school bus, have sleep overs and birthday parties, play with dolls or have tea parties beneath a sun filled sky.
This write brought me to tears.
So many whys pass through my mind as I sit still in shock of the verdict.

You had me in tears with this one. I, too, couldn't believe the verdict this afternoon and am so disgusted and sick to my stomach. Your poem rounded out the whole idea I feel perfectly. It's just too bad a poem like this ever had to be written. That poor little girl.