I was dragged,
Dragged to court of law.
They said I am a criminal,
Criminal with the crime of highest order.
With a gentle nod and a humble smile,
I was questioned in the proceedings,
They said you captured His every creature.
In your lines,
In your rhymes.
I nodded without a doubt.
Then Furiously they asked;
Who are you to bother the setting Sun?
Who asked you to question the lonely moon?
As I was caught,
with the hand in glove.
They said you travelled with the passing breeze,
And took pride in the labour of bees.
And further said;
You stare too long at the bright blue sky.
I kept mum as the proceedings went.
As it was headed by the one whom I admired the most,
He took pride in my every crime,
As I shared my spoil every time.
I begged for mercy,
As I knew not;
what else to write.
That was my only crime,
That was my only crime..