MIDNIGHT MUSE: J'ACCUSE

If the Truth fits, bear it

When the cold Truth hits
as your Star falls from the skies,
and your bold Proof sits
upon a Throne of Lies;
When your sold Youth flits
from your faceless alibis
to reveal the Mask you wear to hide your shame -

Will you face the world
when the Judges throw your bail?
When your mud gets hurled
on the innocent in jail -
with your Sin unfurled
on the Hand pierced by the Nail...
will you answer when the Devil calls your name?