We sealed it blood on blood
A thousand years ago
And swore allegiance to a code
When we were only eight years old
We fought side by side
Under golden suns
For the honour of the tribe
With home-made wooden guns
We learned the rules of life
With slings and bows and stones
We skated on the thinnest ice
And never thought of keeping scores
And so we started on our song
And sailed the ocean wide
The game was lost before too long
I was first to choose the lie
And yes the choice was mine
For somehow I mislaid
The bonds I swore I'd always prize
And all those vows betrayed
Now we nod and just say "hi"
For all we had now ends there
And time, it just keeps passing by
With no prospect of surrender
But we were young and free back then
I vowed to play it straight
I thought we'd live and die as friends
It all looks simple when you're eight
2005
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Great wisdom and reflection, so excellently written. A blessing to read.