My sovereign strength
has left me yet again
And so I stand
Lost and yearning
Pleading my case
to an empty courtroom
Offering alibis
which fall on deaf ears
I am not beautiful
I am just reflected light
And in the absence of illumination
the token at my throat glints dully
like the blade of a knife
And obscured by shadows,
my glamour discarded,
I come before you in wretchedness and rags