The Trial - Part 4

4. The Life ends


The judge raised his mallet
Announce he his – my decree
The court in silence smiled
As they sensed their victory.
I bowed my head not in shame
For I was – by proclamation – insane
Spoke him thus – altering my life:
“Hey you! I know not
Why thy have come here.
While, you could have lived,
Without stepping in here.
But as of now, you have
Condemned yourself to stake
So I decree – you deadon the eve of freedom day.
You shall die – like mad
As you have claimed insane
The current would burn
Your eyes to ashes and
Let the thoughtless brain – fried.”

I stood their meek

Blesses I thought of me
I die a death of sanity
To cherish the ever dark
No more the burdens
No more the twilights
I am now a man – who knows
Neither good – nor bad.