Dilemma!

 

I, a judge,

so just and bright,

never really knew,

that it was a dilemma I have to fight.

Every case I indulged,

every situation I were to face,

I handled it with expertise,

with no nepotism to trace.

One day my eyes fell upon,

a very familiar face.

I see my dear brother,

his demeanor I gaze.

I go back to my senses,

I read through his file,

never really knowing,

that my brother was this vile.

He was a serial killer,

hidden all along,

he dared not speak

but his actions were clear and loud.

As I look at him, 

I no longer see,

a little boy,

with innocence at plenty.

As I sentence him guilty,

with hanging as retribution,

I was ever so composed,

but now I feel so gruesome.

The police took him away,

I never saw him again.

As I didnt see him anymore,

All my heart felt was pain. 

As I returned home,

I see my mother crying,

calling me a monster,

a beast I am truly.

I speak that it was my duty,

and that justice is blind,

She argued whether there was really, 

no loop hole to find. 

She cried and cried,

calling me a monster,

It was justifiable,

for it was her son she would lose forever.

Tell me dear reader,

was it really my fault?

that it was not love,

but for justice I fought.

I was so great,

handling every case with intrigue,

tell me your answer,

as I cry myself to sleep.