He finally gets his day in court,
only everybody is on trial,
including her,
fate or god
less than the jury,
passing judgement
on a whole way of life,
neither good nor bad,
right nor wrong,
guilty or not,
but rather this
sense of balance,
her universe at the brink,
Just the way it was long ago
on that roof top,
only now she has no control
of the outcome,
Will some higher power,
some god on high
, take away from her
what she has clawed
her way to achieve,
this limited success
she sees as
a stepping stone
on her way to something else?
How scared she must be,
how unfair the world seems
even when she
believes fair and unfair unreal.
Will he, will she, survive?
Will she lose all she has hoped for?
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