I no longer want to meet
each time I ask you , you slip a feet
I'm not a dog to give a treat
You play the game, so well you cheat.
It is burning here, I sense the heat.
Where are you going to fleet?
Your name I wrote on each sheet
see how tidy and perfectly neat!
Against me don't try to compete
you'll rot and die in defeat .
I mastered the art of deceit .
The tragedy I swear I can complete .
Be a spectator and have a seat.
At the fifth scene -troth- you'll retreat
Naught between us is discrete
words of betrayal I'll yell and repeat
It's so obvious , it's so concrete.
YOU ARE READING
SHALL
PoetryRanked # 494 in poetry 2017 Everlasting agony and infinite 'shall' in my decaying soul .
