Judge, I Have Many Appologies...Of But A Few..#1 Poem by James McLain

Judge:
I am sorry I angered you and your colleagues.
It was not my intention to do so.
I do not see reason as you do, when it is my home,
my child, my life.
Those positive things perhaps you saw in me,
I have yet still to give in keep for trust.
I know that where it is that you are, women run every thing,
this not only is wise, in truth.
I could not, when you offered to me, take care of all
that we had..she had harmed me to much, I had
to go away from my mind and all it's insane company.
It is still difficult for me to even leave the home in which
I stay, in truth, that which some judges take for
granted, was stripped from me by she, dark road of unreasoned choices, made from backs of elves, drinking wine.
Being a judge you have judgement, Knowing you, you have more so than the rest, when I perceived harm that night and left with the child, my judgement was called into question, by the women
you trust around you.
I grew up being beaton by an alcoholic, the damage lasts for all eternity, it is clear to me, Sir: that acutel suffering and pain, is a poor teacher when offered to judge, I do not intend this toward you.
Those women around you never knew I have those same sciences to..