Been invited for a ceremony,
Unaware he was an adversary
He came as a friend,
With intentions to bring my end.

My grave!
He said "it's a rest ground",
In his ocean of lie;
he made me to drown.

In a strange land;
he promised me a crown,
His enticing words,
I can't withstand.

With his tongue;
He bought my trust,
My name he made his song,
Unaware it was an invitation to the dust.

Calebpen ✍️