Your friend has betrayed you,
You can’t know for certain,
You need to ask, but don’t want the answer.
You think of all you have shared together,
And confront them, telling them you know,
Hoping with everything you have,
that it is a misunderstanding,
they were somehow coerced,
But your friend looks at you and smiles,
No, smirks
And somehow, some way,
That makes it so much worse.
Burned at the stake for all to see.
Boo! Scream the crowds, words full of glee.
Smiles lit up the kids faces as they stared at me,
While the witches cried out for a flicker of mercy.
So monarchies fell,
And tyrants too,
Whether democracy does,
Is not up to you.
You might want to be a fly on the wall,
Discover what people really think,
What people say when you’re not around.
You don’t want to be a bug on the windshield,
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