THE FRIEND WORSE THAN A FOE

THE FRIEND WORSE THAN A FOE

He had black eyes but I now see the green,

And he wore a pretence as well could have been!

For years like that he prevailed upon me,

Behind his deceitful smile the lie I did not see!

The many acts he would not allow me to do,

Saying I’d screw up when better things were due;

That was, I understand, a way of holding me back,

And lest I outdid him, he forever kept a check!

Made me deliver promises for being a chum,

He knew the words to which I would succumb!

Though I always believed that he was a dear pal,

It was my worst time when I knew his moral

Far from any help, he sneered at my woe with a no

“Cut me some slack, you are on your own bro!”

Suddenly I recalled and noticed all the trifle hesitancies

Which in the past were overlooked like my fancies

Though it was a sad moment to hear “you were never a friend”

He was a friend worse than a foe and I now comprehend!