Guilt Gone Prologue

A man I knew once, A man I knew as friend. Within his indenture he turned on us, Fed up, we no longer could contend. A man who asked so much from us, Our support, so little we lend. We weren’t there when he called on us, We weren’t there to help him mend. Left with guilt as vile as puss, For we were negligent and dilatory in his sickened end. 04/20/13