ACCUSER

We thought you are real for a bill

What kind of a meal 

Can you take with one heart

Hoping you can become fat

You accused me of guiltiness

Yet there was no crime against me

Because of your self interests 

You had to go against me 

Even you betrayed me

In a silly move of earning

Earning stupidity

I was not surprised

Though I was hurt 

I knew you could

Even Simon Peter did

Why couldn't you

You had to

Indeed too

To