Favour Obinna Poet Free verse

Trial Of Self

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?I sat before a jury I could not see,
?Yet I felt their eyes — cold, unblinking — pierce through me.
?No one told me the charges I faced,
?But deep within, I knew each one by name.
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?My thoughts were called as witnesses,
?And they did not lie —
?Each memory spoke with vivid clarity,
?Reciting every failure I tried to bury.
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?I objected to the pain —
?But the judge in my mind overruled me.
?My silence was mistaken for guilt.
?My reasons, twisted into excuses.
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?I tried to plead — to explain the scars,
?But they asked why I never tried sooner.
?Why I let the days drown me without protest.
?Why I waited until now to speak.
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?I said I was afraid.
?They called it weakness.
?I said I was tired.
?They said I had time.
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?I said I didn’t know how.
?They said I never asked.
?I said I was doing my best.
?They asked, “Was it enough?”
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?I cried,
?And they called it performance.
?I laughed,
?And they called it madness.
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?I stood still,
?And they asked if I had given up.
?I fought back tears,
?And they accused me of hiding truth.
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?Every word became a weapon.
?Every pause, an admission.
?Every breath, an echo of shame.
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?I turned to the judge —
?Only to find it was me all along.
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?The trial ended.
?The sentence:
?Live with the weight of your own verdict.
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?And as the gavel of thought struck final,
?I whispered a prayer —
?Not for freedom…
?But for peace.
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