Deceit and Disdain
The dawn of time, A peck on the cheek, Judas to Jesus. The same on emergence of mankind, A dagger through the back, Brutus to Julius. They stay forever the paradigms, Of love, loyalty, envy & trust. A lover's dismay, Revelation of the other's unwelcomed paramour. This very day, could reality be no more cruel, no bigger horror. Face he could not any more frays, Of life's eternal & inhumane torture. One he believed with his eyes shut, Would tread the world for, till his soles become bones and blood. The heartstring once pulled, now cut, All he sees is a blurry haze as his lost eyes flood The petal once laid, from a blooming bud, Stinging strong thorns on a bed of despair & mud. Believed him, his compadro, He understood him, thought he, Little did he know, That very notion would be the bearer of misery. Why is love hurtful so! He cried, reminiscing his pain & agony. Inferiormost of hell's troops, Humbles you to the bottomless barrels of sorrow. None c