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Gloria Horton-Young's avatar

Accusers—>Accused

Eyes claim unseen truths,

Yet the spectral fingers point,

Their fates now entwined.

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Whispered in the dark,

Visions turn on their masters,

Irony's sharp bite.

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Seers become seen,

Haunted by their own specters,

Justice's twist grim.

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Once accusers, now

Chased by shadows they summoned,

Tables turned, they fall.

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Visions once wielded,

Now chains that bind their bearers, Unseen irony.

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erniet's avatar

"J'accuse!" the spirit

Cried, and pointed. The jury

Gasped; it was the judge...

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