Soren's Trials
Sued three times…
your wrath indicts
Prostate, throat,
and kidney cites
Each time you threatened:
“This is the end”
I wasn’t ready,
mistried again
I kept my counsel
and shut you out
The jury hung
to scream and shout
Your will or mine,
it’s zero sum
I still live on
—three verdicts shunned
(In Tribute: October, 2020)
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