Like the plague from a rat.

I'm summoned to hell,

Well a courtroom in fact.

To serve as a juror

"My American Right"

But they wont let me go

No matter how hard I fight.

Lots of sitting and waiting,

Just 40 bucks a day.

Lots of yawning and reading,

Watch your day slip away.

The time is approaching,

Soon you'll be free...

"We'll see you tomorrow!"

Oh My God this can't be!

Day 2 at the courthouse

Armed with phone, food, Macbook.

This Wi-Fi is fast

Check email, blog, Facebook.

Boredom leads me to mischief

So at a porn site I look,

Then my battery dies

So I'm stuck with a book.

Like a child in school

Blankly stare at the clock.

Like Bobby and Whitney

As they melt down the rock.

Waiting and wishing...

Finally, they've set me free!

Now I've served my country

On Jury Duty.

~Aquino Jamaal

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