Testimony

They asked me to swear on the Bible to tell the truth

And I did even though I wasn’t sure I believed in it

The book, I mean – not the truth – I surely do believe

In the truth; but it’s a funny thing truth – everyone’s

Is slightly skewed and slanted to their own perspective

 

Then the one lawyer started asking me questions about

The night in question – imagine – that’s what they called

That awful night when you were killed as if there was

Any question about it when everyone knew the date

Most especially me because I was there after all but I

Played along because our lawyer said it would be best

 

The day became dream-like after that because my testimony

Just was a recitation of the facts was how they put it

But really it was just me telling my story – again – yes

That’s right – again – in order to put that killer away
Forever, I had to get up in front of everybody and tell

That horrible story with all the details again, again, again

Testimony – it’s more like test the memory or test the victim

Why don’t they just call it that, I wonder – it’s that awful