In the court of appeal, Meadows stands alone, His bid to evade the DA, now known. Experts speak, their verdict firm and clear, No sympathy for him, no room for fear.
Like a meadow scorched by relentless heat, His attempts to escape, now obsolete. The truth revealed, no shades of gray, Justice decides how this story will sway.
The whispers of dissent may surround, But principles of law can never be bound. With every word, the evidence unfolds, A tale of deceit, of secrets long untold.
Pleading and pleading, a desperate plea, Yet the judges, unmoved, remain icy. His bid for freedom begins to crumble, As the walls of justice close in, humbled.
No escape he shall find in the wild, No sanctuary in the meadows, mild. For justice prevails, the gavel descends, Ensuring the truth tirelessly defends.
Let this be a lesson to those who dare, To challenge justice, to play unfair. The meadows may wither, but truth will thrive, In the halls of justice, where integrity survives.
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