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MY GOOD FRIEND
Hear me now, my good friend.
Listen to my words and hear
The voice of reason clear.
In a sullied age of grief and strife
Add not your anger, unsupported, unto me,
There is no reason don't you see.
Your way is yours, mine is mine.
Must you judge by what you hold dear
And discount my own life as never near?
The treasure that you have and want
Will never be the same as mine.
We drink from separate cups of wine.
Keep your words of anger and mistrust
To thine ownself ere it be too late
For your apology, the anger to abate.
Know you not, your way is yours.
And by your choice of your own path,
I'll not be suffered unto your wrath.
Leave off anger and suspicion given.
Your tree of fruit must stand barren
In my peaceful yard of my own heaven.
Would you have me walk your path
When mine, as is, suits me quite well
And more, allows me patience unto the knell.
Would you impress your anger and your wrath
And not allow each and every other one
To create their own rising sun?
Are you so sure your way is right
That you must in over-bearing tone
Try to cower me in my own home?
Is not the very thing you do
The same as you are accusing me
And which would never set me free?
I stand not in your back yard
And criticize the color of your weeds.
Know then, my yard wants not your seed.
If you come to me and mine
With hat in hand, and ignorance
Must I share with you that stance?
Would you have all of man
Everywhere be judged by your hand
When your hand, truly, can't hold the sand?
Is your own arrogance so great
That you take mean umbrage at the least
Of perceived slight, but at my feast?
I care not to bandy words nor beat about
But neither will I be suffered by your mien
To be judged by you or anyone as being unclean.
Leave off your anger and your hate.
They serve no purpose here to me
Except to tell me, you're not free.
As it has been said and written,
Judge not, lest ye be judged
And by your own coal be smudged.
Wouldst stay a friend or be a foe?
It matters not to me your choice
But leave off arrogance and critic's voice.
Hear me now, my good friend....
copyright jas 2007
