I am what you wish to be,
the one who goes unseen.
My actions, thought captured,
have since been forgotten.

I am the piercing gaze,
that can't deny your actions.
Feeding on the silent words
who scream a thousand stories.

I am the hearts tribunal,
and the faceless soul's assessor.
You believe your secrets kept,
yet to your moves they cling together.

I am the people's council,
who deems which life is chosen.
You wish to know the secret world,
but know not the world you see.

© J.L.D