Streams of sadness <br />flows down my cheek, <br />eyes tortured and <br />stocked in their living <br />sockets, which now is <br /> <br />food day and night, <br />whispers of a nameless <br />rumor grows in my head <br />and heart, yet my ears <br />can not hold, <br /> <br />that my once true <br />companion keeps scheming <br />vile and evil, for the one <br />they once embrace in <br />friendship, the man with <br /> <br />bread in my table, now <br />seeks me as his breakfast, <br />time has changed, so dark <br />and black, beast now better <br />than best friends, which <br /> <br />were only scheming a way <br />to make the sheep invite <br />a wolves to a dinner, i <br />search and seek peace, but <br />finding non, and the one <br /> <br />i hold with many esteem, <br />sold his honour for a <br />palate of pleasure, and a <br />mere treasure, let him eat <br />shame, and hold a mortifying <br /> <br />groan forever.what a <br />perfidious fellow, and a <br />ravenous friend, with pebbles <br />You pelt me, but rocks you <br />Shall find in return<br /><br />benjuzzy okpuzor<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-a-once-trusted-friend/
