For once upon a stormy night

I was imparted a second sight

To see beyond the moral light

Into the souls of men. I

Saw within the betrayer's lie,

Spoken with a desperate sigh.

The words and voice I knew,

And many others beside too,

Were as familiar as Dove's coo.

Sitting here alone I looked

Up at the sky dark and gemmed,

Gems as souls and past tears cried.

I've walked the long, uneven path

Towards my end where many enemies hath

Poured out their never ending wrath.

They were birthed 'neath the moon

By my insulting and evil croon,

like the discordant, warbling loon.

No enemy like a lover scorned

Like so many I left behind,

I carry the fragments of my broken heart.

This was alone all my part

In this infernal, evil scheme

To harm, and dissipate love to steam.

I lost the will to trust another

more intimately than a hated brother,

I could feel nothing more than this:

A horrid pit, the lost, infernal abyss.

I've come 'round that wicked corner,

Around that bend to another mourner.

Should I have stayed away from there,

To hide my concern and endless care?

Be it fate or destiny or simple chance

I couldn't part from that simple dance

That brings emotions ever nearer

And makes things somehow clearer.

We're bound for curves more threatening

Than ominous thunder and lightening

Looming o'er the empty horizon.

We've come across the horizon

Of the very first spring harvest

As friends to withstand the test

That is due to come with time.

Dedicated to future is this rhyme

Within which tells my aweful story,

Imparting knowledge to the weary

And beginning the ending of my

Long and exhausted sigh.

It's something akin to the "Rye"

If you care to read past the lie.

But for now this is all that's left

And now my mind's become bereft

Of trite lines which I could pen

As a rhyme to a simple "wren."