Gasper

Seated beside me
My accuser gasped for air
As he wrapped a cord
Around his throat
Pulling with all his strength
As he weakened
As his eyes began to bulge
And his swollen tongue
Pushed down to his chin
He pointed at me
Shouting "Murderer!"
Then he asked me to help
I wasn't sure
What kind of help
I should offer
Or whether I should
Help him at all