A Turncoat Friend

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For you have my stalwart friend,
Stood by me no matter what!
No false cloak of religiosity have
you hidden behind.
Nor various forms of poetic pomposity!

But you? 
Alas you who I did trust.
Oh, to use the Lord, just to gain
popularity?
Then drop His cross and show
your true identity?
The worst form of usury.

Flattery in His holy name to climb
the human tree,
To be top monkey on the poetry
tree.
Sad, sad and more than tears can shed.
A soul for sale at any cost which
doth include cutting off your friend's head!

October 8, 2019
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Neumann Avatar
October 28, 2019 at 6:27 AM
Daunting and awesome.
Romios Avatar
October 28, 2019 at 6:36 AM
This was a unique poem, Kai. Glad you understood it Panagiota.
Mcintosh Avatar
October 8, 2019 at 11:47 PM
I hope you're ok and don't know what is going on with you, but you have my prayers. God bless you with love and great poetry, Love, Gina
Mcintosh Avatar
October 9, 2019 at 6:02 AM
I'm glad you're ok. I was worried about you. Much love and prayers for you, dear friend. I'm sorry someone hurt you... Very much so.
Romios Avatar
October 9, 2019 at 5:01 AM
Everything is fine Regina.see below my latest remark to Heidi. God is very much here! I wasn't talking about AlL Christians here. I even clarified that to you in a Soupmail. As a church goer, you know very well that not each is a saint in attendance. Few of us know the real person behind the poem.when you get stabbed ~ you will know it. Shocked me. I had halos on their heads. But I am gullible as I said to Heidi..I trust too. Much, like a kid.......Panagiota
There Avatar
October 8, 2019 at 7:19 PM
Well, that was a powerful piece! I hope everything is okay with you, Panagiota.
Romios Avatar
October 9, 2019 at 4:46 AM
Hello There.It's a turmoil that I can handle. Only one person here knows my life story which is filled with joy and brutality. I leave the mass of ugliness at the doorstep when I come to PS. However, know that I am open as possible here..up or down. I am not the bluebird of happiness. One poet told me I must change my style or he won't read me. That's some arrogance! To thine own self be true in my motto. Right! It won't make me popular. My almost 800 poems are just poems. I am not the best here. I am just me! PR
Romios Avatar
October 8, 2019 at 8:41 PM
How' sweet of you to express warm concern. Well, the knife is still in my back but I am doing fine. Life is chock full of joy and sorrow...My daughter says I am far too trusting, she is right,I s ee. But God knows what they did, let Him handle them, I have the hands of you and others here to support me Friends trump poetry Bigtime. Show off poets are so apparent,.but I love the few who love me. I do not need a cast of a thousands to like me or reply at all! anymore. Hope I made sense. Love from California and me, of course -Panagiota
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