False Friends
Fake friends don't remember friends...
Don't have friends when they grow up
when they get rich...
They changed their identity, they don't recognize a friend
only sycophants,
collaborators
slaves of their enrichment...
In fact, they were not friends...
They were poor profiteers,
thirsty recruiters
thieves of other people's knowledge...
Over time they lost their dignity, their tenderness...
The feelings were erased,
killed the soul and,
promoted a culture of power... !
They are false to themselves...!
Copyright © Alkas Poetry | Year Posted 2022
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