Tamar

i stand before you with your items

defiant,shaking in my shoes, and unrelenting

are these yours i ask?

From everything that you have tried to take from me, 

tried. 

Once again

are these yours?

In your eyes, my second chance was cursed by me.

But it was not a second chance at all, just a measly spill of milk, of honey, of promise. 

i didn't deserve this. 

All i wanted was a future and yet you declined it so momentarily. 

and yet in one moment I gained it back.

So i ask again, are these your items??

I never meant to lie, to cheat the system but you left me no choice. 

it was this or die and I chose the high road.

The one where I dressed up my shame

put on my best brokenness 

and slipped out of my dignity

and you so readily took these from me. 

So I ask one more time are these your items?