The cold case folklore: The truth has no instrument

The cold case folklore: The truth has no instrumentPrecious Jam Gemstone Sound Music Bitez Copyright@2025Summer ’98 — a heavy rock,A town that chose to turn the lock.Blue blood is classified as a bald-faced lie,Beneath a clean, alleged sky.They pinned it on the native son,His history was done before his story began.A ghost whisper, a door unsealed,The truth that never was repealed.No instrument, just voice and vow,For then, for now, for never now.A reporter’s clue, a life erased,In crooked shoes, the town was placed.And still the whisper breathes the name —The innocent who bore the blame.We read it all. We shout it out.What power fears, what silence doubts.Precious Jam GemstoneBlack Pearl Sound Music Bitez | Spectrum Waves & Music EntertainmentAn AirPlay / Spoken Word Folklore