The Inquiry

 

The Inquiry

 

The accused was charged with Grand Perfidy

And Acts of Deceitful Malfeasance.

But wouldn’t appear alarmingly,

For lack of evidence and reasons.

But crime had been committed,

Of that there was no doubt.

The accused was certainly wicked,

In what way would be found out.

A witness was soon located,

His appearance was marked down.

But his time was then vacated,

He had business out of town.

But from the local tavern,

A man from the back room,

Said he could make the pattern,

If some facts could be presumed.

And there was new evidence,

If a certain one was allowed to speak.

He would provide some relevance,

Before his execution next week.

It just might be that he knows a thing,

That sheds light on the affair.

Just think of the clarity he can bring,

Even though he wasn’t there.

And so, the Grand Inquisitor,

Made room upon the docket,

For the confirming visitor,

Who was now firmly in his pocket.

And so came the day,

When the matter would be settled.

But the accusers came away,

Thoroughly discredled.

The prisoner just wanted air,

No story did he make,

And only really seemed to care,

If he could get some cake.

The Inquisitor now insisted,

There were facts to fit his theory,

And kept the entire court enlisted,

To assist him in the query.

So, the search continues,

Paid for in full by tax.

And will never stop until you,

Give the Inquisitor the axe.

 

Cliff Lake 8/1/2023

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