My Crime

My Crime

A Poem by Keturah Ipaliwan

I got convicted and tried. I was guilty of a crime I didn’t intend to commit.

I was charged a life sentence for committing a crime I never knew was even a crime.

I was convicted in an unfair court and trialed by an unjust judge.

The evidence was there and there were many witnesses, but no one would admit that I had an accomplice.

I was sent to prison, while my accomplice was set free. I was played a fool in the whole plot. The game was rigged from the beginning. I had no chances of rising victorious.

The judge asked “what do you plead?” And I pleaded guilty for I saw neither shame nor any reason to fear in that.

I couldn’t understand then and I still can’t understand now, why loving you was a crime.

© 2017 Keturah Ipaliwan


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Keturah Ipaliwan
Keturah Ipaliwan

Port Moresby, South Pacific, Papua New Guinea



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