An iniquitous soul on trial
sitting in judgement.

"She's innocent!" I cry.

The room is close and hot,
refusing to hear my voice among the thousands of prosecutors,
bullying to bring forth their false accusations and hear-says.
The defense attorney says his piece,
his evidence is flawless and
....irrevocable.

"See?"
My anxious pleas resume.

Not a single ear hears
Not one mind is swayed
the prosecution continues to lie
....and cheat and fake
....and convince
The judge - oh - the horrible grinning judge
He bangs his gavel
....in the torrent of aspersions

"Guilty!"
the lord of the Earth cries
Guilty of murder, of adultery, slander, gossip and coveting...
of hate, idol-worship, lust, false testimony and gluttony.

And the church shakes its solemn withering head at me as I walk away,
broken.