a poem to my friend

Dear lovely (name)
I am writing to you for numerous reasons
one of which being the joyous occasion of treason
and how many other crimes you'd be put away for
if only the beauty in a shining star was considered more.
 
Dear sweet (name)
perhaps jail would be your final ending
if special hearts were put into attending
luckily such matters are not yet offenses
or my soul would be pained without senses.
 
Dear gentle (name)
when entering a cell, you see no smiles
but finding you voids me of any hostiles
my endless gratitude for blind eyes is no bluff
thanking you for such presence is not enough.
 
 
Dear honest (name)
although I find myself worried
I trust that these qualities would only be gloried
maybe if people did not advance their idiocy further,
you'd never be imprisoned, unless for murder.
 
Dear friend (name)
its proven your love for all reigns superior
and the energy you behold is your ulterior
the kindness you bring is no match for treason
for crimes of that nature can not be reasoned.

made by mak.li