“Come this way,” he said, and like a kindly neighbor
Led me down a darkened hall, to the judge’s chamber.
But when the door opened, I only saw the baliff.
“Where’s the judge?” I demanded, “let’s get this over with!”
“He isn’t needed,” the baliff said, “you’re case is very simple.”
“This is outrageos!” I replied; no time to act civil.
“Show me the charge, and tell me who accussed me.”
The baliff looked at me, then winked: “You can go now, you’re free!”
“Is this a trick? You know I’m nobody’s fool!”
The baliff laughed, then left the room — he seemed so very cruel!
The smiling jailer then said, “I’ll show you what you seek.”
Not knowing what else to do, I decided to take a peak.
He led me down another hall, this one brightly lit
And ending in another door — I pushed, but couldn’t open it.
“It’s locked,” the jailer told me, “you’re gonna need a key.”
But when I turned to ask for it, there was no one there to see.
I looked at the door again, but saw no knob or lock.
And then I knew the answer — it didn’t come as a shock.
I closed my eyes, touched my temple, and wished the door away.
And when my eyelids raised again, no barrier before me lay.
The room was dark, but I felt no fear.
I knew that the truth was near.
So I stepped into the black, and in my mind
I heard a door close behind.
Total darkness, then a moment later, light all around.
I was amazed to see what I had found.
Mirrors everywhere. The ceiling, floor, each wall.
And my face staring back at me. That was all.
I came to seek my freedom, but the truth that I did find
Was that my body was in a prison I had made with my own mind.