Moving Forward – Myna/Margarita

The deed is done,

Snicka's in the grave.

I can let down my shield,

I don't have to be brave.

With Judge Grievance in town.

There's another task to take care of;

A commuted sentence for Margarita,

I know she would love.

With testimony from Lorne,

Myself and some others.

Her house arrest is lifted,

With sincere thanks, all of us she smothers.

Lotta allows she can continue to work,

At the hotel for now.

Until she is able,

Her religious vow.

We all celebrate at the café,

Muffins and lemonade.

It's good to be together,

On the is joyous day.

As the merriment slows down,

Margarita pulls me aside.

"Senorita Myna, I sees ju have,

Something dark inside.

Jur eyes no hide it,

Ju es still filled with hate.

For dat bad hombre Snicka,

On ju it must grate."

Her words give me a sting,

With some truth they did ring.

"Margarita, just like Tex Mex,

Snicka was evil to the core;

Justice has been served,

Karma has evened the score."

"Jes ju es right,

But dis hate in ju heart.

It will eat ju alive,

It will tear ju apart.

Senorita, I beg ju please,

Let go of dat hate.

Just forgive dat perro,

Let dat darkness in ju deflate."

Her words hit home,

I know she is right,

But I'm just not sure,

I'm ready to see the light.