Welcome to Word Play Wednesday!

Word Play Wednesday is a weekly feature of written and spoken word poetry. I will be sharing my written and spoken word poems in addition to poems by other like minds. If you are interested in sharing some of your poetry, feel free to buzz me and we can work something out.

I hope that you enjoy reading and listening to our thoughts, feelings and rants and in many ways relate to some of them.

Enjoy!

Stabbed

“Even you, Brutus?”

How can this be?

With the knife in my back,

I look back,

On those times we shared everything,

Our secrets, our fears and victories,

Those times when our eyes were filled with laughter,

Working side by side,

Walking hand in hand,

Sharing our joys and pains,

Growing together,

Living together.

How would I have known?

That when you told me,

The world is like a market place,

Where everyone came to sell his wares,

and no one cares,

That you spoke of “you”

How would I have known?

That all this time,

You had this knife in your hand,

Hidden behind your sweet smile,

Waiting,

Waiting for the perfect time to strike,

To stab me in the back,

And now I bleed,

But mostly from my heart,

And I ask again,

Even you, Brutus?

Even you?

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