Brian Johnston Poet Rhyme

Let Me Show You

Let me show you your own death, 
Night can fall in many ways, 
Every time a friend betrays, 
Love has one foot in the grave, 
Voices rush to call you knave.

When you can't catch your own breath, 
Cold-cocked by traitorous smile, 
Lying sweetly all the while, 
Whore to all that came before, 
Lamb's blood now scrubbed from your door.

Tells you that YOU did the deed, 
All the hurts you never knew, 
Suddenly burst into view, 
Love's sweet light now going pale
'Victim's curses' soul assail.

Withholds that at last are freed, 
Silent lies dressed now as truth, 
Venom spoken without ruth, 
Your love now is shaken cold, 
Burden more than heart can hold.

Clothed in naught but righteousness, 
All withholds become your sin, 
Vengeance poured on world of men, 
Moderation disavowed, 
Scales of justice truly cowed.

Souls so stained by callousness, 
Only God has strength to mend, 
Danger there for simple friend, 
Branded! Yes, by love's bright flame, 
With God's help forget the name.

Brian Johnston
Sept.06, 2014

Poet's Notes:
Sometimes innocents are caught up  in satanic whirlwinds that blind them to what friendship really looks like and what is required of a friend. Dear friend still, former friend I still believe to me, I will always pray for your soul. May God open your eyes to who your real friends are! Live well and prosper, but short of a miracle, I will not be by your side! New friends, who are easier to love, it seems are everywhere!

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Richard Lamoureux October 17, 2014 at 7:30 AM The notes you add provide an additional layer of interest. The last poem seemed a questioning of faith where this one there seems no question to your relationship with God. Friendship can be difficult when friends head in apposing directions. Miracles happen every day!

Alisher Mirzoev October 12, 2014 at 10:17 AM Good work, truely written, like it very much, thanks for sharing this poem.

Hani Gholami October 8, 2014 at 1:09 PM I enjoyed this read, it was very powerful and I enjoyed your structure and form. " with gods help forget the name" Strong message to end poem in, resonated with me.

Connie Marcum Wong October 7, 2014 at 6:56 PM This poem seems to be written with the whispers of disappointment still lingering and sadly we just have to move on and try to forget the name as you said. A very well written poem with an honest message!

Dorian Petersen Potter October 7, 2014 at 3:23 AM I love your poem! Great write! ;) best to you! xxx D.