In Every!
Every rose has its thorns.
Every sky has its storms.
Every animal has its bite.
Every country has its fight.
Then why did they never see the sky fall?
Or hear the cricket’s final call.
Why did I not listen to the voices?
Delivered with choices?
Loves Beyond all.
Love has its final fall!
Now betrayal has come to light.
I was the last to know who was in my lover bed last night.
The picture is clear in sight
My best friend
So hard to comprehend
I grab the gun
Pull the trigger twice.
Now I face murder one
And have to pay the price.
Copyright © Jeanette Huston | Year Posted 2005
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