Should I blow the whistle?

I saw it,
And heard the beat,
The sound resonated in my mind
Should I blow the whistle? On my kind
With a sworn oath to integrity
How could I flout this nitty-gritty?
I saw it,
And heard the beat,
It was her,
And she sat next to him
She stole his intelligence
Betrayed integrity and divorced innocence
The sound resonated in my mind
Should I blow the whistle on my kind?
His intelligence encrypted on paper,
She copied it faster than a copier.
But,
I saw it
And heard the beat,
The sound resonated in my mind
Should I blow the whistle? On my kind
Encoded within Robert Frost words of math
I truly must choose a path.