Justice while she winks at crimes, Stumbles on innocence sometimes

So justice while she winks at crimes, Stumbles on innocence sometimes.

An age that melts with unperceiv'd decay, And glides in modest innocence away.

The innocent and the beautiful Have no enemy but time

The Constitution guarantees justice and a speedy trial, ... I am guilty of no crime and eager to prove my innocence.

Guilt or innocence becomes irrelevant in the criminal trials as we flounder in a morass of artificial rules poorly conceived and often impossible [to apply].