A Betrayal Most Foul Poem by Nicholas Spandrel

A Betrayal Most Foul



A betrayal how most foul
A false love discovered
How foul it is indeed
A fake who pretended
A fake who followed money open-ended
How long had been planned this foul deception
From the fruitful moment of glee
To a melancholy spring
The betrayal had unfortunately been sprung
Truest love not yet been sung.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
this poem is about a recent moment in my life where the love I spoke about in previous poems had just ended up in betrayal.
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Nicholas Spandrel

Nicholas Spandrel

Fort Ord, CA
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