A Taste Of Betrayal

By Malcholm Dark

Once the armor of my heart, protector
Now, blood ties shatter before us both.
Once the finest man, I called friend--Brother
Desire turned you, murderer of my trust.
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My brother, how does betrayal taste?

Once the amorist of my heart, soul mate
Now, love lies shattered before us both.
Once a fine woman, I called friend--My wife
Passion turned you, murderer of my soul.
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My beloved, how does betrayal taste?

Once held above all others, trustworthy
Now, vengeance falls down upon you both.
Once so respected and revered--So loved
Buried alive!!! Murder, painfully slow.
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My loved ones, how does betrayal taste now?

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Published on Tuesday, October 11, 2011. Filed under: "Horror" and "Poetry"

Author's Note:

never rub another man's rhubarb...

Comments on "A Taste Of Betrayal"

On Tuesday, October 11, 2011, terris crimson (167) wrote:

I like this it is similar to Ceasar in certain ways. sort of a Ceasar-Brutus moment. I like it.
On Tuesday, October 11, 2011, dwells (4177) wrote:

Buried alive in each other I would think, and a slow and painful death for the betrayers reaping their black hearts' desire - each other's eternal love; born of betrayal. A match made in that darkest place where Pity averts with sidelong glance and Death comes in a whisper. Condolences mate!
On Tuesday, October 11, 2011, alex herewane (149) wrote:

There's always, what you gain opposed to what you lose, Some choose moments and forsake there loveones. I guess it's all so very human. thanks for the write as always you give me plenty to think about.
On Tuesday, October 11, 2011, lupus tenebrae (860) wrote:

Adultery goes through such formal motions now: suspicion, hidden cameras, discovery, talk show, then divorce/murder.You cut out the middleman with this piece, straight to the bone, or rhubarb in this case. Let it be a warning to all promiscuous partakers in the rhubarb patch, write onward.
On Tuesday, October 11, 2011, Devilish (2633) wrote:

Yes ... um.. excuse me sir... But I was wondering if maybe you'd like to get married.. Under a neon moon somewhere in Texas.. Mid July...I fuckin Love the fuck out of your work....
On Tuesday, October 11, 2011, TheLastDragon (69) wrote:

Excellent write! I love the classic betrayal theme here, and I enjoyed how the similar phrasing compared the two betrayers of your heart. Very Shakespearean feel with the revenge twist at the end! I look forward to reading more of your work.