With Righteous Fire

With righteous fire, I took their side,
A shield held high, their honor tied
To mine, a bond of trust and truth,
Against the whispers, fueled by ruth.

I fought the doubt, the pointed stares,
Their innocence, my battle prayer.
But shadows danced, the whispers grew,
A hidden truth, a chilling hue.

The shield I held, it began to crack,
As doubt seeped in, a painful track.
The one I championed, eyes turned cold,
A secret whispered, then I’m told,

“The blame, it shifts, a fickle friend,
My loyalty, a tragic end.”
Betrayal’s sting, a serpent’s coil,
The ground beneath me, shifting soil.

Now, trust lies shattered, heart in pain,
A lesson learned, etched in the rain.
To choose a side, a risky game,
For loyalty’s flame, can turn to blame.