FRIENDS

Just let me be a friend to man

FRIENDS

 

Let us examine the condition

Of which you speak

Perhaps there is something

I can do while at my peak

 

Like maybe be a friend to you

What can I do

For that is what a friend is like

It is just to be true blue

 

And what is true blue you ask

It`s to undertake any task

Just so you don`t need to

And I`ll be off my back

 

Now the question still needs

An answer  since civilization

Hangs while my heart bleeds

So, here goes a dramatization

 

Friends, fellows, countrymen

Do you remember that man who died

That we might live

He was my friend, he never lied

 

Do you remember all those men who died

That we might be free

They never thought of `selves

They only lived for you and me

 

Do you remember all those folks from 9-11

Were they thinking of themselves ?

I think they worried for the ones they loved

And perhaps a little for the One Above

 

Now we`re getting somewhere with this

If friends died for us who knew us not

Can we call our fellow man our friend

Even though his life has never been our lot ?

 

You bet we can, you, every woman and man

Must be my friend and you certainly can

Do you remember the wholesome soul

Who lived by the side of the road ?

 

I will build my house by the side of the road

and be a friend to man.  Remember ?

Nothing said about who is going to be my friend

Just know me as the one you will turn to

In the end----the end.

----  Eagle Cruagh

Reviews

[*** Hey Jude***]

This is a strong piece that articulates what the genuineness of friendship to our fellow man symbolizes! The word friend seems to be taken lightly, as do the people that give their lives so that we might live ours!
"Now the question still needs An answer
since civilization Hangs while my heart bleeds
So, here goes a dramatization"
One of my favorite stanza's; as you narrated this so well, but the whole piece was excellent ~ Jude :-)

[*RIC]

A knack you must posses with a wonderful metre and form, the lines just keep the reader trailing along very nicely with some nice rhyming! And very interesting lines, do i remember...? perhaps not, but this part really knawed on my brain...

Do you remember the wholesome soul Who lived by the side of the road ? I will build my house by the side of the roadand be a friend to man. Remember ?

a most remarkable piece, one to remember for time to come!! Excellent work!!

[Lexie James]

Beautiful strong piece. Loved it. Thank you for sharing.
Lexie

[Molly D]

I like the sentiment of this. It gets tricky to read, though, because the rhyming and the flow get a little off due to punctuation and syllable count. The rhythm is easy in the first few stanzas, but gets longer and more complex in the later ones, which (for me) took away from concentrating on the words because I had to stop and find the new beat.

[Flame DM]

I love this poem! I think every person should read this because it shows how wrotten people can be when they only think of themselves. By just writing about what a real friend is, what the unknown friends have done for us, brings a pang in my chest realizing i don't spend enough time thinking the sacrafices others do so i can have a normal day.

Very very powerful piece.

[octane143]

eagle this is beautiful and really made me think. I think I can count my true friends on one hand and my false friends are too many to count. Love and true real friendship is a rare gift indeed. Maybe this can open the eyes of many and inspire people to be a better friend and neighbor. We desperately need it!

[Christine]

"Do you remember all those men who died
That we might be free
They never thought of `selves
They only lived for you and me "

This is my favorite passage of the poem I think. I absolutely love this and agree with every word you wrote! It is my favorite poem of all the poems you posted. I consider myself a very patriotic person. I love my country, the people who live it, but especially those who have served to protect us, past and present. I have the utmost respect for anyone who has served in the military, and it is my deepest regret that I, myself, never had the courage to join the military and protect our great land and our people. We(The USA) are not perfect, we have our flaws, but we still are the greatest land to live in by far. My friend, this is a GREAT poem. I wish there were more people out there that feel this way. We all need friends like this to watch our backs. I am lucky, I have those kind of friends...and I hope that I am that kind of friend in return.
God Bless America and her people.
~Christine :-)

[Greg the Bard]

First let me thank you for the reconnition. I feel that I fall into that catagory and am still trying to be that kind of friend. Eagle I find this work very strong and think it sould be a contest winner. I have always read everything you have published on this site and always will. I found the work flowing with great image. Great work.

[Kena Dawn Augustine]

This piece did open my eyes, and was insightful, because sometimes I can be self absorbed, and neglect others around me, which we all do at times. However, the flow wasn't as smooth in some parts, and read sorta like a father to a son. But....it's def you, and I can feel your authenticity in this piece. Good to have a uniqueness as a writer.

[Debra Stevens Edwards (..]

Your have hit on the source of friendship and that is love. Lets hope that we all strived harder to be there as a friend whenever we find someone in need. Truely Inspiring read.
Debby

[Lucinda Bogart]

What a very pleasant journey that was! Friendship is a very dear thing indeed, and thank you for that read !