Liza Sud

Three Friends - Poem by Liza Sud

I had three friends here from long ago:
Drunkard, whore and atheist-doctor.
Whore was about sex to me singing.
Doctor was strongly against my believing.

Drunkard was always quick for embracing.
Probably I had to break this bracing.
Suddenly saint John from Kronstadt came
and asked me not to communicate.

Topic(s) of this poem: friendship

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 30, 2015

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