I Am On Trial


A courtroom is what seems to be missing

The rest seems uncannily similar

I am on trial

A trial I feel I am losing

The penalty is huge, I am falsely accused

Dejection has crawled under my skin

I fight

I have no lawyer, I hold my own

My mind is blank, I have forgotten language

What is that word called? That which lets you off the hook if the other is kind

“Mercy!” I say.

“Dont let me be on trial.”

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