Accused

You that are so long on History
And so adequate of feeble mind
Weren't you seen or heard mad
Like the fall of resolute Niagara?

To me, bitter did the water flow
Horseshoe Falls roars nothing
But escape from your footstep
To be washed away as dross?

You are a man not fair for sight
Authority must protest injustice
If not; valid springs what may
Flower or weed in soil shared?

A cry for innocence begs; let the flood
Never a lunatic grasped a single dream
Overhead is much yours as to be mine
Having wandered through every recourse?

Justice is the poultice for my salty soul
Where the thirsty one comes together one 
In her reflection is my image troubling
I, the accuser,have become the accused?