The True Friend
Never found so lonely in the battlefield,
Surrounded by hunger, poverty, unemployment,
Inactive mind and a heartless body,
Seems I'm lost, tiring, weapons not working.
Somebody as bright as sun,
Eyes like glittering pearl,
Smile like a rejuvenated flower.
Riding a white horse,
Approached me, and I felt sleepy as never before,
In the dream, he told me stories from the east,
People not getting food for weeks,
People unemployed for years,
Countless people not having a single penny,
But they are happy,
Hope is what they have,
I woke up, and found friend had gone
But the hope was with me,
And I was not alone anymore,
And realized my true friend,
Was none other than my soul!
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