The witnesses in the courtroom
Vehemently testified of the ghosts
In my closet, that I tried-so hard-to hide;

There was no denying suspicion-
Visual evidence, Visual Internal Rape
Mingled Brutal Ignorance and an
Unfortunate Twist of Fate-Not malicious
Intentions but bad habits die hard,
Bad habits are just so hard to break!
And I forgot what I had done-That
Was my mistake as I Took the knife
In my hand And hurt those who done me no wrong.

Deep down in my heart, I knew, I did
Not really belong there, But-Here I am
In this courtroom, No lawyer and a quick trial,
The evidence was clear and it didn’t take
A while for the jury to reach the verdict,

GUILTY…I had to Take the plea or else,

I knew, it was going to be the end For me.

Or so I thought,

But wait…The Judge…He saw things differently!

Yes, He gave me Grace, And
Sponged all my wrongs And
The wrongs Caught on Camera,
No longer do they belong
To my character and all the Good things
I have done…He paid for all my offenses
With the blood of His own Son!
So I hold my Head erect, I feel no
Guilt or shame, And I am not worried
If someone slanders my name or
Brings up what I did in my face, Again-
Because-I have Repented and Removed
The handcuffs placed On me-
I am already restored, I am truly free
Because I am no longer guilty!

His Mercies outweighed my sentence.