Guilty As Charged
I've been accused.
Blood, Death& Hate
The crimes to which
my Words stand witness.
I've been accused.
Of imprisoning my smile
In the lock of a frown,
Drowning my laughter
in the tempest of unshed tears.
I've been accused.
Being doubtful
of the Benefit of the Doubt.
A life sentence
Chained to the Temple of the Almighty Cynic.
Under oath, I will confess.
It wasn't attempted murder nor theft
Rather Attempted Happiness.
The goal of an Ode to Merriment
was soon forgot
As my thoughts drifted back to
The Gang Melancholy
And my pen scribbled(once again!)
Blood, Death& Hate.
Verdict: Guilty as Charged.
Y.L Ndlovu
Copyright © Yvette Lisa Ndlovu | Year Posted 2013
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