Court In Part 1 Poem by maria goodison

My dear how I do wish to make this clear
with all the voice's in this year and all the tears that
the people of this town have made.
Of all the plots that have appeared I have never seen one quite
like this.
There are rules that were put in to place with such care for your
own good.
To brake them in the ways that you have with the things that you have done.
The punishment will be most severe that I have the power to give, we have not use this in a 1000 years.
I can not stress how bad this is, there are no words to hold it down
the disappointment within my self to know that we are born in the same
image.
Is there no understanding of what you did?
No remorse of the crime marked on your head?
How you made this sleepy town shake with dread.