The Cost, My Friend Poem by I Am Rebel

What is love, and what is the cost?
The cost, my friend, is your freedom
What is love, when the one you love is lost?
Love, my king, is the pride of your kingdom

What is war, and what is the cost?
The cost, my friend, is your loved ones
What is war, if not victory and defeat?
War, my king, is the strength of your kingdom

What is truth, and what is the cost?
The cost, my friend, is the secrets
What is truth, when it’s only friend is lies?
Truth, my king, is the loyalty of your kingdom

What is life, and what is the cost?
The cost, my friend, is someone’s death
What is life, but an endless struggle?
Life, my king, is a journey with friends

So think not of the cost, but of the people you meet
Think not of the cost but of the friends they become
Think not of the cost, but of those you’ve grown to love
And enjoy the life you’ve had, rest in peace my friends.