When urgings forced from silent lips
beseech the deafened ears
And comes an end to kith and kin
Regardless of the years
When warnings offered are ignored
that see impending end
I recall there was a time
when many called you 'Friend'
When eyes from pride are blinded
and refuse to see the signs
To notice that the crowd has thinned
No more expectant lines
To stand in wait as I once did
That time's come to an end
But I recall those years
when I called you a friend
In bitter words you cast the blame
and justify your deeds
Refuse to see the mirror
nor the forest for the trees
Naught to do but walk away
and disappear around the bend
So I'll one day forget
That I ever called you Friend.
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