Treason Poem by Kyle Froehlich.
Treason
It’s hard for me to see
I feel like I have the greatest of friends
but at the same time, whose really friends with who?
They are friends one day
but then when one friend isn’t around
the other talks behind their back
I didn’t know Benedict Arnold was my friend
I thought he was a traitor.
It will be the day when I find Benedict talking…
talking behind my back.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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