Treasure Island

Kobik William

(7/11/1989 / Tamale)

A Friend


... You want to know who I am? ....
I am a friend of yours back
In those shrinking days in your.....
A friend who looked black but was white
A friend who didn't fear the ridiculous eyes of the world he never really loved
A friend who was of the moldering leaves of neglected shrubs
A friend who suffered a pleasant comrade deceit but for trust
A friend who thirsts for happiness
A friend who loves the soft flow of musical notes more than men
A friend whose heart still pumps the acidic past
A friend who reminisces those days of back stabbing and soul piercing laughter
A friend you made happy-sad
A friend whose happiness faded away with time just as beauty rusts with age
A friend who came to see farther beyond your masked smiles
A friend who suffered the potent arrow of your provincial clandestine
A friend....
...... Yes that is me - William the poet.

Submitted: Thursday, July 30, 2009

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