Unwisely Made Secrets

I am haunted by a promise that I made to someone once; I agreed to keep a secret, with the wisdom of a dunce. "Let your 'Yes' be 'Yes' and your 'No' be 'No' a wise man once said; But now I must choose to break it or not, and so my heart is shred. If my mouth I keep shut, this persons life might end. But if I let my tongue loose, and this secret I lend, My promise would be for not, and my trustworthiness disbanded; I would have killed others trust, and I would have lied, single handed. And so my soul is tormented and tortured, because of the choices I own; "Knowledge is power" but oh, how I wish, this knowledge I had not known.