A Shakespearean sonnet about the execution of a treasonous man.

A short poem.

We live with them.

You can’t kill man.

A tale of treachery.

It is I!!! The great vanquisher,
I’ll fight to the end.
And this you must heed for it is my lecture
I will not die, for I will defend…

…And when I look upon them, I feel cold shivers,
For that could have been my
Blood and there I would lie.
But it is I, the great vanquisher.

Imagination runs again.

A continuation of the story, "A Script of a Traitor" integrated with a moral lesson. Read and learn.

A script that could have earned a million in selling copies had ruined the lives of many. It was simple and intriguing, but wicked and terrifying to most people.

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