False Friends Poem by Abul Atahiya

False Friends



It is not the age that moves my scorn
But those who in the age are born
I cannot count the friends that broke
Their faith, the honied words they sopke
In whom no aid I found, and made
The devil welcome to their aid.
May I so best we shall agree
never look on them nor they on me .

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