Ignorance

The judge and the jury
don't know anything about you.
They have a foreign name on that paper,
a foreign ethnic background.

You are just a number to look at,
a number to forget soon.
They assume you are a bad boy,
wasting their time and the taxpayer's money.

So—no right to justice
for another outsider,
whose parents are free
to write a name they chose for you
on a gravestone,

in a foreign country—
the same one
they brought you to
to seek peace.