Betrayal

Though the sun shines

And warms the earth.

My soul is cold,

With betrayal.

Though the birds sing

As they call in the spring

I am deaf and blind with betrayal.

The grass is green

And new life is growing

But my soul is dead,

With betrayal.

You, who was once my friend

Upon whom I once could depend.

You are dead to me.

Betrayer!

13/3/11