Sunday 15 November 2015

BACK STAB

With open hearts and mind
Our embrace not from behind
Your smiles was our deepest joy though blind
Every little finger helped! Faith in you bind

When you felt dejected
We had anticipated
We shielded you from being debated
Even when you were rejected!

Your strengths have built like the unicorn
Every word we say now passes a microscope of scorn!
Took away meat and replaced with corns
Barb our skulls and infused horns



We saw you deep in old frustrations
You denied them on closer inspection
And insulted our kind dispositions
We never saw this from inception

We took you for a brother
You performed many murders
Raped our waters
And insulted with wonders

The hilt of the knife you stabbed our back
In your hands is the guilt
Shame that you built
And your happiness has wilt

Whom do you blame?
The kind fingers or the game?
Have you found your shame?
What reward have you gained?

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