Friend Or Fiend Poem by Michael .k. Ruffy

The pain burns my heart
Pretense truly does hurt
They say they are my friends
But they are just my fiends.

Pretenders are worse than murderers
So no need of lying to me
As the lightning cuts through the clouds
So will my heart be.

I thought friends are like brochure
To the most wonderful places for sure
Boy! I was wrong
Because money does not buy friendship
And even the beggars on those streets
Get friends for who they are
Not for what they do or do not have.

I thought I could call them my friends
But they are just passers-by
Like the wind they go by
Not even dare look at me in the eye
Were they my friends or fiends.