And here we are,
Congregated amongst
The broken and bitter,
Uneasy to receive the
Answer we are all
Dying to know.

I stroll through the crowd,
Weaving and ducking to
Find my rightful place.
No one dares to question me,
For minds are wandering;
Mine being no exception.

As perplexed as I am,
I have the faintest idea
Of the grounds of our summoning and
Dismay is sure to encompass
The shattered hearts around me.
As I near my destination,

Soon to endure my fate,
I repent to ALL my
Inner Demons,
Only to reach the image
Of a familiar,
Most confounded face.

Enlightenment swarms and
I'm brought to the light.
Humbly, I step from
The regal platform;
Contented, relieved, and liberated.
For now I find, There is
nothing better suited
To pass judgment,
Than that of a man's heart.