Perplexed Memory

My opponent speaks :

" My Lord , My witness here has seen

Experienced the grief

The accused has no reason to plead

He has cold bloodedly murdered

The inner voice indeed !
"I defend my voice with vigor and scream

"Objection your honor !!

My opponent is misleading the jury !

Then calling my witness , I speak:

"What were you doing that abominable night ?

"My witness -The conscience speaks :

"I-I woudn't know , i was asleep

"Then my opponent ventures into my witness's weak

"You have no memory ?

No recollection ?

Of the helpless girl lying there ,

injured to bleed?

"No-no sir ,I woudn't say that ,

I certainly heard her cry for help ,

But my courage stood back

As i fought with myself

"So you heard her scream ?

And you let her be ?

Lying there helplessly ?

"My witness's frame now withering

Reduced to tears , he began to speak

" I-I would've helped

I would've saved the dying human being

But the numbness had seeped

into every bit of me

The time was ticking away

Like a time bomb at bay

In my confused state

My heart beats raced

"Then slowly he looks up and says :

" I blame myself ,I was her only help

Now the burden I shall partake "

Seeing my witness -The conscience wither and speak
I restlessly sit hoping to end the ordeal

Then a tear drips ,

without a blink

I seem to predict ,

what my opponent is here to speak

He smirks at me and meticulously speaks

" There , My Lord ,

The witness spilled out

the soul guilt the Jury seeks

The accused had definitely murdered his inner voice indeed

"Then the jury speaks :

" It is evident that the defendant's conscientiousness

has accepted the guilt

No punishment here,

As he is forgived

Acceptance is the biggest gift "

The sprawling walls of the court I see

Swirl around and hurriedly flee

I wake up from my unconscientious self

And dwell into thoughts of what befell

It seemed , forgiving myself was the hardest task ,

"These fights with my conscience will forever last "

fatema