Betrayal

Betrayal

by TacomaSquall

It is the birthright
Of the nobles who
Govern our nation,
To disregard our lives.

I thought we meant more
To them, to the world,
We were raised with them,
As their own siblings.

But when the time came,
They sacrificed you.
Teta, they gave up -
At Zeakden, I died.

I swore it would end -
No longer would I
Be the one who was
Used by the nobles.

I would gain power,
I would end the war -
Stop the civil strife.
I would make them dance.

I wish I could tell
My dear friend, Ramza.
I asked of myself -
Would he understand?

I cannot risk it,
He too is of them.
Even his nobility
Is simply suspect.

So I work alone.
No one can I trust.
Betrayed, I become
The last betrayer.