Banished

A man, once loved in his land,
Betrayed, he had been left alone.
Alone, and lonely he feels,
He needs a drink.

He walks to the tavern,
Takes a seat by the bar.
To his right, just out of earshot,
He sees his old friend. A friend of the woman kind.

To his left, another, this time no friend,
But his old partner in battle. His best friend.
Sitting, socialising with the betrayer.
The man who demolished his social life.

He looks, behind him he can see,
Not one or two or three,
But several of his old friends.
He turns to leave, and never return

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