Friend

Friend

A Poem by Jerome F Knox III pseudonym Nefarious J. Dorsey

We toss the term around
Like bean bags and horse shoes
Most of us don't have a clue
But when it comes to you
I already knew, cause the view
Was crystal clear, it was my biggest
Fear
That you my friend would disappear
Cause in the end, I discovered
It when I got sick
That you were not my friend
You have been demoted down
To some one I just know
It is best for me that I let go
Cause I understand just
Where I stand
So for me this has to end
This will be the last time
I will call you "my friend"

© 2015 Jerome F Knox III pseudonym Nefarious J. Dorsey


Author's Note

Jerome F Knox III pseudonym Nefarious J. Dorsey
My father said " if you want to know how people feel about you get sick " I learned this lesson when my friend visited me once while I spent a month in the hospital.

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I'm so sorry. You deserved better. It sure does feel like crap. Well said here.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Jerome F Knox III pseudonym Nefarious J. Dorsey

9 Years Ago

Thanks Jenn
My pops said if you could find one true friend In life
you are very blessed, people come and go but a true friend
stands by through all, love in aspect if you will true being the key word!
Thanks for sharing and b-blessed!

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Jerome F Knox III pseudonym Nefarious J. Dorsey
Jerome F Knox III pseudonym Nefarious J. Dorsey

Politically InCorrect, LA



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I have been writing since I was 9. I specialize in freeverse poetry and have cut my teeth on Political and Socially Conscious subject matters. My poetry is not for everyone but anyone who hungers and .. more..

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