A Betrayal Tale Of Shambles Poem by Dr Anthony Onoja

It is a new day with the deep calling to the deep
all the stars faint in the cold night sky
He took a deep breath as he remembers yesterday
Clearly, her tale is one he will always live to tell

It is another circus of memories
one which the cold Italian nightfall could not blow away
Did you hear the whisper? echo his mind
His spirit is playing an old trick on his mind

Surely is not her but he thought he heard her voice
in those haunted cold night of prey
she will be remembered he echoes back to his soul

Yes, she will be remembered not as his Queen
Nor the damsel that once stole his desires and heart
Instead, she will be remembered for her bittered
twisted lies she made up from crested lines of lies

Time, they say heals the wounds of yesterday
hers were deep cancerous cuts, my friend
they cut so deeper like the daggered younger star
murdered in the street of Ugbokolo

Hell razor! ! time came calling from aloft top
then he will not have to echo his on side of
the story, time himself will account for his travails
a friendship, a lover, and a betrayal tale of shambles