Frailty

Stacking weathered dominos,

high as eyes can see.

Up and far,

a Giant's stretch,

as tall as tall can be.

And in your fury

all is lost,

raining hate -

a bitter rain,

What has come

of glistened brows

in ruin and in

pain?

Say those things you said and more,

clutch to them like knives.

Low and deep,

my soul still sinks,

to Hell it has arrived.

And in your hurry

all is said,

hasty words -

a final say,

You have come

to losing one

of your true friends

today.

An Honest soul to not betray,
but The Verdict you did not delay.