Betrayal

There was betrayal,
Deep betrayal,
But I did not revile back,
And you wrapped my feet
With your whip
And dragged me over the cobbles
Till my head was a bloody mass,
And my heart burst out
With blood and tears
And together they flowed
Out and down
Upon the ground.
And the evil nymphs danced 
Upon my grave.
And good men passed me there
And looked down in pity and distain,
For they believed
And there was no one
Left to disagree.
You alone knew the secrets
That could explain
The thing I was 
And the thing I couldn't be!
But you did not.
And with a heave,
You piled the dirt,
Piled it high on top of me
Until...
You also couldn't see.
And now you're miserable,
Paying over and over
With four score trouble
For all of your deceit.
And strangely, by some miracle -
You won't believe it,
But it's true
Somehow it's all ok...
And I wonder - dear God...
How can it be?
But it is,
For I did not revile back
And because of that
I still can see.
I see before the thing
That you became.
Back I see
To the very one
Who trusted me.
And it was the gift
Of your betrayal
That taught me how to suffer well.
And because of that 
All is not lost 
For you and me.
And so,
When you've paid
That awful price,
Come home
And greet me with a kiss
And let me hold you 
Sweet child of mine!
And love me better then
For all that is passed,
All that's died,
And all that yet will be.