The Hanged Man

I would rather stand before a jury of my peers.
Than find myself standing before a mirror.
Looking at my reflection.
The image of a man already hanged.

“Let the hanged man speak!”
Shouts the rambunctious crowd.
The words of a dead man.
Are as valuable as the paper it is written on.

Fate sealed with the hangman’s noose.
But told to me through the drawing of cards.
A dark future or just the changing of perspective?
Only self reflection will reveal the hanged man’s fortune.

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