In Memorium, To My First Friend, Who Died Of Aids Complications. Poem by Kynthia Rosgeal

To a friend, who is no longer alive.
(Gray Hankie I'll always love you)

Hey bud
you pissed me off
you made me laugh like a fool
you touched me

You died
you slug, how could you
you were younger than me
yeah, you had that disease

But to the outside
you were fully alive
you were our troupe dad
you died

I hate you
you left me behind
I thought you loved me
I guess you did. I do love you

but now I don't know
your gone
your in my heart
but your image is fading

like a photo
once clear
sharp and clean
age is making it fade

your memory burns bright
my memory burns bright
our days, together
are gone

The tears I spilled
that morning
at work
I couldn't talk, I could only bawl

They sent me home
in no shape to answer phones
or help callers
with their bank accounts

you belong to another
you wont come back
never
so wait for me

I'll be there
eventually
its the story of life
No one gets out alive.