George Poem by Ramona Thompson

Part of the psychic poem project. If this touches you, please let me know.

Thanks.

Give me a chance to explain myself before you go running so far away
Enemies await you hiding in the mist of your loving trust
One by one they will lead you down a path to your ulimate doom
Run no longer from the truth that this ghostly messanger has to your door on this frightening night
Gone before the next arrives I shall be, but still the horror shall remain to haunt you

The horror of a friend's cruel betrayal

You have been WARNED!

2008 Ramona Thompson