Companion or Villain (The Guest At Your Table)

Some fight with clubs and cannons

But

Some fight with nails and poison.

.

Clubs pound your body—

You know when they hit.

.

Cannons shake the earth—

You know when they fire.

.

One can easily pick from a crowd

A Master of Evil in his cloak of black.

.

But one can never tell

Which finely clad gentleman

Poured the arsenic

In your wine.

.

Clubs pound your body—

Cannons shake the earth—

.

Nails scratch your skin—

Until you are bleeding raw.

Poison dries out your organs—

Until you can’t breathe anymore.

.

So why didn’t you see it all coming?

.

Because the villain was a guest

At your dinner table

.

Who you let too close.

Damage irreparable?

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