A Friendship Or Bona Fide Poem by Gillian.E. Shaw

A friendship once placed very high
suddenly began to fade and die
two-faced 'twas built upon a lie.

Why yes! It was all but a game
besides misunderstanding the pain
deny and take a gain again!

Defiance flared thus gathered pace
an ill-bred boast: a different case
the 'noveau riche' can buy their place.

Forgotten now that loyalty
for what you are I couldn't be
perhaps because I'm truly me. (or bona fide)


(August 2011)