Sunday, November 25, 2012


Years ago, when I was a public defender, I made an egregious blunder that should have cost my client his freedom. For some reason the jury acquitted, and I breathed a sigh of relief. I sometimes wrote poems about my trials, and I wrote one about this trial. Given the types of cases I handled, most of my poems were either R or NC-17. This one, however is a PG. The poem was just posted on a blog to which I contribute. Here's a link to the poem.   

Cross-Examination Blog: THE BALLAD OF THE BLIND VICTIM: A Poem by George R. (Bob) Dekle, Sr. The victim came and took the stand And then he lifted up his hand And swore the truth he would reco...