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After Words: Some Impromptu Verse

1/29/2015

 

After Words


When you dismantle, by critique,
    Another person's icon,
Friendship may break, if it was weak:
    Not carrots over daikon,

A simple preference of one's taste
    A matter so severe,
Which makes investment bankrout waste
    If friendship had been dear.

Such is the common stews of man
    (Before earth stops the ears)
Or Christian or Muhammadan—  
    All speak but no one hears.

Perhaps a friendship has been blown
    Due my intemperate tongue,
As words prevail—so I was shown
    In youth that am not young.

All things must pass; if friendship is
    Premature in its passing,
’Tis not great like a Judas kiss
    Though stripes we keep amassing.

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