Without warning
There came a time
When all was shattered
By the righteousness of rhyme
Being careful, by what I ask
Faces revealed from under the mask
True pictures of what was lost
Friendship and trust pays cost
A asked you, I asked you
Please tell me, answer me true
I have no pain with her
You with honesty and truth, not pure
Selfish you are, not nice
Hurtful and dangerous as black ice
Your direction towards evil does pull
Be careful, be careful, be careful
Deborah Cromer
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/asking-3/
