The ritual is over
now I have a new tongue
I am the dibia of the earth's clan
for in between us is a great lacuna
Where the tide of injustice is flowing
and in the mirror of my mind
was many found drowning
I stood erect like the statue of liberty
and he came crawling like a coiling
snake at my feet
His tears became a pool
as if a chemical substance
like the venom of a mamba
was released into my marrow
I became light in my thought
knowing I have the locus-standi
I said to myself
"for this one victim, I shall plead
allocutus".