The truth

I am she, my voice is loud
who is that, called in reply
the one you seek, the one must die
and yet, I cannot-for I am proud

and yet, I cannot-for I am proud
though my voice is not, I said
the charges here, must be read
in clear voice and out aloud

in clear voice and out aloud
I will object, though, I am she
it was all for-my love of he
and all for this, I remain enshroud

and all for this, I remain enshroud
kill me though, if you must
yet, gathered round, all people trust
know that you will lose this crowd

know that you will lose this crowd
and in suffering you will be
for I am one, a lonely me
and these voices will stand forever loud

and these voices will stand forever loud
no longer blind or meek
I know the truth, this thing they seek
the one thing I always vowed