THE TRIAL

The Trial

Here is my next piece of work – another poem that I just wrote – “The Trial”
We all play various roles in our lives and we learn with time and experience how to smoothly fit into these roles. However there is one role which we seem to magically self-appoint ourselves with – the role of a “Judge”…yes you heard it right “a Judge”. Don’t we so naturally and so flamboyantly “judge” others. I mean no one taught us that skill. We are amazing naturals 😃😃. We are just so brilliant at being “judgemental” that we bring our “all knowing” attitude to drag people into the “courtrooms” within “our own heads” and put them on “trial” before passing our “verdict” around their “flaws, shortcomings and attitudes”. The hilarious part is that we are so confident about it that it does not matter that we do not even know the details or the context of the other’s life many a time. And yet, we make a “convict” of family, friends, colleagues, others that we may a relationship with and even those that we just come in contact with. Even the ones who we don’t even know or whose world we don’t even understand become hapless victims of our “verdict”. “Evidences”? Nah! We don’t even bother 😃😃.
However, there comes this moment every once in a while where we face ourselves and know deep within where and when we ourselves are wrong. We know and we feel ashamed and guilty. But instead of confronting our own flaws and accepting it, we bury them and disguise them with reason and justification and pronounce ourselves as “perfect and clean”. This leads to an internal conflict where our heart knows we are “guilty” but our brain justifies the crime and “stays in denial”. These conflicting moments add up over time to emotions such as “feeling insecure”, “hating ourselves” and “feeling low and let down” and many a time its like “we just feel horrible and we don’t know why” – until the point where we realize that we haven’t used the same yardsticks to judge ourselves as we do others.
We make peace with ourselves only when we confront ourselves honestly and also accept people the way they are and the world as it is. We all have our flaws and virtues which is what makes this world such a beautiful colourful collage “as is”. And everything else is just a creation or concoction of a “courtroom” within our “own heads”.

Well sometimes, looking at the mirror can be an “exhilarating” experience. Very revealing too 😃.

The poem has been written as a Judge's conceit, pride, his emotions, conflicts and as a courtroom confrontation drama. Hope you enjoy reading. Do leave your thoughts and comments.