Not Your Friend Either
your life was God's gift to you,
He took precious time to make
your life was yours to have
though not yours to take
i know just how "D" came in,
right thru that door
and i know he held your hand
all because he held mine before
"no one care, no one loves you, and
no one will miss you...
come on sit with me,
tell your boy all your issues..."
now, "D" has you totally isolated,
got you thinking he's your only pal
so he brings you around his crowd
to make it worth your while...
"this is my cousin Anger, my sister Loneliness,
and my brother Suicide...
forget everything you learned in church,
let us be your guide..."
before you know it, they've assisted you
in planning your own demise
and those who really care, your family,
your friends, are none the wise
every detail has been planned:
last movie, last meal, the good-bye note
the execution: a poison to which there
is no anadote
it hurts to say if i were there
as you began to teater
i could have told you because i know
he's not your friend either.
Copyright © Esprit Jones | Year Posted 2005
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