Flip

FLIP ...by Ron Wilson aka Vee Bdosa My blade is death, my cut is sharp and clean. Deep in your past, or recent in your day, I claim it all, my name is Guillotine, I am your only hope, your only way. My path leads higher than you'll ever know, I care not in my quest for right or wrong, nor if you lie, so long as where we go, is where I want to be, where I belong. Your flip will ease your pain; my word's my seal; though you betray a friend, I promise not, to be a blessing, from our public deal, and some will think you Brutus--public rot. My name is Guillotine, your hope is none. There's no place you may hide, no where to run. © ron wilson aka vee Bdosa the doylestown poet