You must read the poem before this one, to get this one!

Three days later
as the rules clearly state
my resurrection, my fate
my love charged with ******
this I could not take
off to the police station
to set things straight
they are not the brightest
of humanity, you all must know
I stated, my words were simply
metaphor
she is innocent, any child could show
It is I, the guilty one
I jumped of my own volition
sadness and sorrow was my mental condition

The Police let her go
as this wasn't Israel
the resurrection over
she tossed me off the cliff
for real this time.