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    I STAND ACCUSED

    I stand accused,

    what defense can I use,

    I exhausted all of my appeals living within your space,

    left with a bitter taste, without an embrace,

    now our atlar of refuge remains forever defaced

     

    Did I, live within the shadows of your compassion,

    was I ever a suitable companion,

    can faith and trust be rationed,

    when in the driest summer of all the river ran dry,

    only to be filled by the tears of frustration you've cried

     

    I stand accused,

    the gods are not amused,

    when angels of love fall helplessly to earth,

    did I coerce, or were you immersed,

    in a melancholy melody while concentrating on my verse

     

    Did I, disguise myself forever and a day,

    throw a roadblock on love's causeway,

    did I love my neighbor with all my heart, or did I disobey,

    was the cause of our destruction based on my special effects,

    or did I take your linear love and arrogantly decide to redirect

     

    I stand accused,

    my sentence approved,

    but I cannot throw myself on the mercy of your court,

    our love couldn't surivive gravity's torque, so it's mission abort,

    rememeber to tell the judge I loved you when you write your final report

     

    Did I, in the aftermath of previous trials create a man who cannot feel,

    or did I break the hourglass so time could not reveal,

    a heart not yet healed,

    and now our seal is broken forever,

    do I have the pride and courage to face the court's displeasure

     

    I stand accused,

    of disturbing our groove,

    we once danced in spaces for only lovers reserved,

    will my previous time served, satiate your thirst,

    or will you walk in a valley of blistering sunshine praying for a cloudburst

     

    Did I,  ever wish that we had not met,

    have I prayed facing Mecca, or did I conveniently forget,

    that above all love of God and woman is about respect,

    and correcting the simple mistakes we make with a simple prayer,

    or maybe I tried to hear your voice, but my hearing was impaired,

    by the adulation of the crowd,

    that was so loud,

    but it doesn't matter now,

    to you I leave love thoughts, but only to God I can bow,

    still,

     

    I stand accused,

    of being a man, of being a man

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    • 7 September 2011
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