Ballad of the Betrayer

Have you ever heard the tale

Of a murder most foul

Of betrayal and heartache and suffering,

And a killer on the prowl?

Four friends, bound by honor

But one bound by hate,

The three friends unknowing

A killer lied in wait.

He longed to have what he didn't

Hated those who had more

When the chance sprung up,

He betrayed those he adored.

Have you ever heard the tale

Of a murder most foul

Of betrayal and heartache and suffering,

And a killer on the prowl?

The first friend and his wife,

They were the first to pay

Their son, only one,

Was the only one to get away.

The second friend had been left alone

He no longer trusted any person

Had no one to call a friend

And his sickness had only seemed to worsen.

Have you ever heard the tale

Of a murder most foul

Of betrayal and heartache and suffering,

And a killer on the prowl?

The third friend suffered most

He tried to get stop the liar

He tried to fight with the inferno

And ended up getting thrown into the fire.

He was sent to jail

For a murder he didn't do

While the true betrayer

Walked away without his dues.

Have you ever heard the tale

Of a murder most foul

Of betrayal and heartache and suffering,

And a killer on the prowl?

So thirteen years passed

And the betrayer got away

The third friend, waited

For the day he could make him pay

Have you ever heard the tale

Of a murder most foul

Of betrayal and heartache and suffering,

And a killer on the prowl?


A simple ballad I wrote for Writer's Craft class.