I trusted you and see what happened
I was born to you and now dead to you
Why would fate be so partial?
I had to go and you stand smiling
If justice hears only those who are alive
Where would the dead go for justice?
Was that smiling a sense of relief?
Or was it revealing who was guilty?
I know I am gone and that you will move on
My last few words as you walk ‘Not Guilty’
If you throw the truth out of the window
It will come back soon knocking at the door
Categories: Free Verse, Poetry
Acknowledged 
Vinod Narayan 
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