Friend
“Friend”
He, who would in utmost haste
Avail himself to a sumptuous fill
Of savory victuals of every taste
At your expense and to his thrill
And would in his claim, be a brother
But, at your fortune’s slightest downturn
Shared memories, erase without bother;
Your supplications, if at all; utterly spurn
And, who only before you would beam;
Behind you, sneer and hope you’d fall
His heart, a knife with a terrible gleam
To slit your throat, if to him, ever you crawl
Such, should never in mistake be
To one, whom you’ll to his calling append
A title worthy of one who would not flee
But, will with you, your storms contend
Jan.10, 2018
Copyright © Sandison Jumbo | Year Posted 2018
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