The Traitor


I am not sorry
I left you in the mud
You were only body,
covered all with blood.

My own survival
Was the highest goal
I had read the Bible,
But not sure of all.

Some call it a betrayal
All I want is life
To see again the rainbow
For that I'm gonna strive.

War is not my duty
Even with an oath.
Death is not a beauty
To get it I'm too loath.

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