Monday, June 28, 2021

Friends and Enemies

To the one I gave my bread and wine,
The same has become my foe;
Of the many sessions of overtime,
From a spire fallen to an all-time low.

Metal sharpens metal,
And like a razor when it's whet;
While waiting for the dust to settle,
The devil makes a bet.

One man is getting better,
One man is getting worse;
One reaps a blessing of fair weather,
While another sows a curse.

He who was my best friend,
Is now my worst enemy;
The one whose case I used to defend,
Is now in a file of infamy.

I must have done something wrong,
To cause him not to stay;
So it is to him I sing this song,
For it was me who drove him away.

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