Is it true?
Am I truly unfaithful?
Have I resolved to but a traitor?
Am I truly evil?
I am fumbled
Does not betrayal involve trust?
Like that of the last supper?
To turn one's back
Do they not first face?
Do they not first have to receive one's faith?
My resolve?
How can I be unfaithful?
When no faith was given unto me
How can I be a traitor?
Whereas no trust was placed upon me
Thus may I ask?
Who is at fault?
Who is to blame?
For if your heart is a volcano,
How would you expect flowers to bloom?
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Poetic Chronicles Of KEM
PoetryA poetic journal of the life of a South African Tenth Grader with poetic enlightenment and an immortal sense of humour and a heart-confusing life
