Best Friends

You’re a Brutis, a Judas; 

Living vain in your deceitful way. 

For my friend to call a fiend;

Has brought my heart to disarray.

I have so better loved you;

Divine wretch that you are;

Better to myself than any star.

Child of ones so like mine own;

I saw in you my very bone. 

But you have dissuaded me of ever I have known.

With your words, persuaded me;

Of outward love not shown. 

With fingers crossed between clinched teeth;

So have you hissed behind my ear;

Ushered the world to my defeat; 

Rattled the cage with borrowed fear. 

Defied in your will; I will not shed a tear.

But for all my life I will remember;

What has happened here. 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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