Tale of Lovers True

How did it start he didn’t know
But what this was won’t let him go 
He prays for death so this will end
What was the wound which he must sew

He just had coffee with a friend
A quaint old shop just down the bend
They shared a cup of troubled brew
So troubled heart could freely rend

He heard a tale of lovers true
A tale which sadly now is through
Friend’s wife was having an affair
A fact that he already knew

What his poor friend was unaware
Was he who held her favored stare
Seeing friend’s pain brought thoughts profound
And as friend left he just sat there

Then from outside came awful sound
A screeching car had target found
He dropped regrets to rush outside
And found his friend there on the ground

And there amid the blood’s red tide
He fell to deed with anguish cried
And there began the endless flow
As one man lived another died
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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