After reading Job

If God is my key witness,
    and ready to testify
    on my behalf while still
    fully aware of the charges
    against me, yet hoping
    I am innocent of them all,
    or most, or surely some,
    or certainly the worst;
If God is my key witness,
    then it seems strange when
    Next witness! is called
    and my chief counsel goes searching,
    that he is nowhere to be found
    and when asked, a guard admits
    he saw him leaving
    when the vesper bells began
    at St. Mary’s, saying something
    about waiting as long as he could,
    and was sure I would do just fine
    on my own, but if I should lose,
    he would send comforters
    who will stand in the cold
    at midnight with placards
    and crepe-draped crosses
    to cry out at the gates,
    Shame, Shame!