Slander
I have become at one with peace, though I may be slandered and under threat,
Still, I weep as sentenced is passed, I haven't put forward my case yet.
Decisions are made in spite of use and she has come and tried,
As these things are sent to try use, I wasn't strong, I failed, I defied.
I have become at one with tears, though I may be hurt and sad without love,
Still, I bleed as the whip tears my flesh, and as I die, my soul rises above.