My Foolish Friends Poem by Ojok Isaac

They have my book of history
Recited allegory
They know me from skin to bone
And all the journey I've gone

In darkness, they preach my name
From dawn to dusk in the lane
Painting me like rotten egg
With stench scent as rotten leg

They failed me, they say I'm good
But quiet of my flaws that's brood
They star me for smoking weed
Yet it's advice that I need

They cheer me for laying girls down
Jane, Rose...they sit down and count
Blending me a van vicker
A man whom no girl victor

I've tried...change my demeanor
But men heed my faults ev'ry hour
Things that I did in the past
Is where their eyes are cast

They think I'm still who I was
Yet I'm new as baby moth
But my friends still preach the same
The bad things I did with them