Betrayal… Part One.
 
 
Are those who betray really that devious?
Or are we too quick to believe, to green and naive?
 
Let’s go somewhere else now,
 
Deep inside the fellowship of brotherhood
To the 1st  I called brother from another mother.
 
We were thick as thieves.
 
The kind of cats that would go back to back against all odds, swinging hay-makers at creative opportunities.
 
Confidence and heads held high in the face of uncharted waters;
 
Where souls inevitably shift in the directions of the strongest breezes…
 
And as they did we drifted apart; thus having creative differences.
 
I believed I felt betrayal and I’m sure he felt the exact same way.
 
But we were young back then.
 
So betrayal is what we felt, but is betrayal what it was?
 
But we will come back to that.
 
 

Betrayal… Part Two.
 

Are those who betray really that devious?
Or are we too quick to believe, to green and naive?
 
Let’s go somewhere else now,
 
Deep inside the fellowship of brotherhood
To the 2nd I called brother from another mother.
 
To a time where youth, rebellion and arrogance all met midway between our hearts, our minds and the splits God gave.
 
We swore we were grown but we were only halfway from halfway.
 
Looking for someone to challenge the bold shit we would all say.
 
And when we ran out of challengers, so began our rivalry.
 
He sided with the corporate thugs
and I might have joined him had the tie not fit so tightly round the neck.
 
In his world I couldn’t be me.
 
In my world he couldn’t be him.
 
I believed I felt betrayal and I’m sure he felt the exact same way.
 
But we were young back then.
 
So betrayal is what we felt, but is betrayal what it was?
 
But we will come back to that.
 
 
Betrayal… Part Three
 

Truth is; those who betray really are that devious.
 
Truth is; we are too quick to believe, too green and naive.
 
Let’s go somewhere else now,
 
Where hindsight is 20/20.
 
Where we look deep inside of our own intentions.
 
When my heart was creative my brother was such.
 
When my heart was corporate my brother was such.
 
When my thoughts changed so changed my life.
 
When my actions change so did my click.
 
To deny your heart the speed to chase a dream, would mean loyalty for the sake of loyalty.


The pain of losing a kindred spirit is heavy with disappointment but temporary none the – less.

The pain of regret is eternal.

Never betray the will of your soul.

Though your truth you will be blessed.


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